You may talk about your lancers, or your Irish Fusiliers,
The Aberdeen Militia or the Queen's Own Volunteers;
Or any other regiment that's lyin' far awa'
Come give to me the tartan of the gallant Forty Twa.
Chorus:
And strolling through the green fields
On a summer day
A-watchin' all the country girls a-workin' at the hay.
I really was delighted and he stole my heart awa'
When I saw him in the tartan of the gallant Forty Twa.
I never will forget the day his regiment marched past
The pipes they played a lively tune but my heart was aghast.
He turned around and smiled farewell and then from far awa'
He raised to me the tartan of the gallant Forty Twa.
[Chorus:]
Once again I heard the music of the pipers from afar
They tramped and tramped, the weary men returning from the war
And as they nearer drew I brushed a woeful tear awa'
To see my bonnie laddie of the gallant Forty Twa.
[Chorus:]
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Gallant 40 Twa Lyrics

The Town Pants – Gallant 40 Twa Lyrics