Letras
Booty and spur and bridle rode he
A plume in the saddle and a sword at his knee
Back come his saddle all bloody to see
Back come his steed but never come he
Riding on the highlands, steep was the way
Riding in the lowlands, hard by the day
Out come his old mother with feet all so bare
Out come his bonny bride, writhin' of her hair
The meadows all a-fallen and the sheep all unshorn
The house is a-leein' and the baby's unborn
But bonny James Cameron a-workin' you see
With a plume in his saddle and a sword at his knee
But a-home come his saddle all bloody to see
Home come the steed but never come he