Up and Awa' Songtext
von Janice Burns & Jon Doran
Up and Awa' Songtext
Up an awa′ an awa' wi′ the laverock
Up an awa' an awa' in the mornin
Up an awa′ an awa′ wi' the laverock
Up an awa′ tae the hills wi' me
Up an awa′ an awa' wi′ the laverock
Up an awa' an awa' in the mornin
Up an awa′ an awa′ wi' the laverock
Up an awa′ tae the hills wi' me
Wi yer cast an yer gut an yer flea an yer heuk
Wi yer cast an yer gut an yer rod an yer reel
Wi yer cast an yer gut an yer wee puckle luck
Ye′ll have plenty of fish for tae put in yer creel
Up an awa' an awa′ wi' the laverock
Up an awa' an awa′ in the mornin
Up an awa′ an awa' wi′ the laverock
Up an awa' tae the hills wi′ me
For there's troot in the Jaw, there′s troot in Loch Awe
There's troot in the Leven, the Tummel, the Spey
Loch Katrine's watter is guid for a batter
The mair ye can slaughter, the mair ye can fry
Up an awa′ an awa′ wi' the laverock
Up an awa′ an awa' in the mornin
Up an awa′ an awa' wi′ the laverock
Up an awa' tae the hills wi' me
Wi′ yer drum on the fire ye′re laird o' the Shire
Wi yer drum on the fire ye′re makin yer tea
Wi yer drum on the fire ye cannae weel tire
O the weeplin curlew coorilin free
Up an awa' an awa′ wi' the laverock
Up an awa′ an awa' in the mornin
Up an awa' an awa′ wi′ the laverock
Awa' tae the hills wi′ me
Up an awa' an awa′ wi' the laverock
Up an awa′ an awa' in the mornin
Awa' an awa′ wi′ the laverock
Up an awa' tae the hills wi′ me
Up an awa' an awa' in the mornin
Up an awa′ an awa′ wi' the laverock
Up an awa′ tae the hills wi' me
Up an awa′ an awa' wi′ the laverock
Up an awa' an awa' in the mornin
Up an awa′ an awa′ wi' the laverock
Up an awa′ tae the hills wi' me
Wi yer cast an yer gut an yer flea an yer heuk
Wi yer cast an yer gut an yer rod an yer reel
Wi yer cast an yer gut an yer wee puckle luck
Ye′ll have plenty of fish for tae put in yer creel
Up an awa' an awa′ wi' the laverock
Up an awa' an awa′ in the mornin
Up an awa′ an awa' wi′ the laverock
Up an awa' tae the hills wi′ me
For there's troot in the Jaw, there′s troot in Loch Awe
There's troot in the Leven, the Tummel, the Spey
Loch Katrine's watter is guid for a batter
The mair ye can slaughter, the mair ye can fry
Up an awa′ an awa′ wi' the laverock
Up an awa′ an awa' in the mornin
Up an awa′ an awa' wi′ the laverock
Up an awa' tae the hills wi' me
Wi′ yer drum on the fire ye′re laird o' the Shire
Wi yer drum on the fire ye′re makin yer tea
Wi yer drum on the fire ye cannae weel tire
O the weeplin curlew coorilin free
Up an awa' an awa′ wi' the laverock
Up an awa′ an awa' in the mornin
Up an awa' an awa′ wi′ the laverock
Awa' tae the hills wi′ me
Up an awa' an awa′ wi' the laverock
Up an awa′ an awa' in the mornin
Awa' an awa′ wi′ the laverock
Up an awa' tae the hills wi′ me
Writer(s): Andy Hunter, Janice Rachel Burns, Jonathan Patrick Doran Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

