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The Pamphlet Collection of Sir Robert Stout: Volume 87

Oh! Why Left i My Hame

Oh! Why Left i My Hame.

Music by peter M'leod. Slow with feeling. WORDS BY R. GILFILLAN. Oh why left I my hame? Why did I cross the deep? Oh why left I the land Where my fore - fa - ther's sleep? I sigh for Sco - tia's shore, And I gaze a - cross the sea, But I can - na get a blink O' my ain coun - trie.

The palm-tree waveth high,
And fair the myrtle spring,
And to the Indian maid
The bulbul 1 sweetly sings;
But I dinna see the broom,
Wi' its tassels on the lea,
Nor hear the lintie's sang
O' my ain countrie.

Oh! here no Sabbath-bell
Awakes the Sabbath morn,
Nor song of reapers heard
Amang the yellow earn:
For the tyrant's voice is here,
And the wail of [unclear: laiene,]
But the sun of Freedom shines
In my ain countrie.

1 The Indian Nightingale.