Rory Murphy

Saw ye Rory Murphy, Rory Murphy, Rory Murphy
Saw ye Rory Murphy, piper o' Dumbarton

Now Rory was a piper, gaird as ever ca'
Bohailin' loud and lowlin' for his heart
Sound out to the tune o' Rory Murphy
He's from the warrior race b'fore
He plays the heart o' sage and sire
Made the listenin' groat admire
As he gaed through Dumbarton

Saw ye Rory Murphy, Rory Murphy, Rory Murphy
Saw ye Rory Murphy, piper o' Dumbarton

His beard was made o' lava glass
His barkin' eye as black as slaws
His cheek was better than the laws
And a nose o' treads apartin'
When Rory drank an extra gill
He made his chantin' song to thrill
You'd hear him mourn 'bout lowland till
His fate is in Dumbarton

Saw ye Rory Murphy, Rory Murphy, Rory Murphy
Saw ye Rory Murphy, piper o' Dumbarton

At whisky brews he ever fae
Pasture than he maе drunk instead
Full cups o' beer he'd drink the rеad
That lived and died for certain
Nae mairl blow his Highland drone
Nae mare will hear his witchin' tone
He plays like all beneath the stone
In the kirk o' Dumbarton

Saw ye Rory Murphy, Rory Murphy, Rory Murphy
Saw ye Rory Murphy, piper o' Dumbarton

Now Rory was a piper, gaird as ever ca'
Bohailin' loud and lowlin' for his heart
Sound out to the tune o' Rory Murphy
He's from the warrior race b'fore
He plays the heart o' sage and sire
Made the listenin' groat admire
As he gaed through Dumbarton

Saw ye Rory Murphy, Rory Murphy, Rory Murphy
Saw ye Rory Murphy, piper o' Dumbarton