HELEN O' KIRCONNEL

Brian Johnstone, Vocal & Guitar.

1. I wish I were, whaur Helen Lies, night and day to me she cries.
O' that I were where Helen lies; on fair Kirconnel Lee (Repeat).

2. Curs't be the heart, that thought the thought, and curs't be the hand that fir'd the shot
When in my arms burd Helen dropp'd, and died to succour me.

3. As I went doon the water side, none but my foe tae be my guide.
none but my foe tae be my guide, On fair Kirconnel Lee.

4. I lichted doon, my sword tae draw, and hacked him up in pieces sma'.
I hacked him up in pieces sma', for her sake wha died for me.