Drums in my heart are drummin
I hear the bagpipes hummin
My Bonnie Lassie’s comin over the sea
My heart with her she’s bringin
I hear the blue bells ringin
Soon we’ll be highland flingin
My love and me
Somewhere a ship and crew
Sails o’er the ocean blue
Bringing, oh, bringing
My bonnie back to me
That’s why the drums are drummin
That’s why the pips are hummin
My Bonnie Lassie’s comin, comin to me
Sad are the lads she’s leavin
Many a sigh they’re heavin
Even the heather’s grievin, cryin with dew
She’s left her native highland
To come and live in my land
She’ll love the folks who smile
And say, «how-de-do»
I’ll meet her at the shore
Playin the pipes for her
Dressed in a kilt and a tam’oshanter too
Drums in my heart are drummin
I hear the bagpipes hummin
My Bonnie Lassie’s comin, comin to me
For those still looking for pipes and drums for this tune... the proper name for the melody is: "Scotland The Brave" you can easily find the pipe rendition using that title.
poetic, beautiful, talented-loud, loudly sounding, and all this in one song, which lasts a little less than three minutes, is a masterpiece and artwork of the 50s!
Eh... I don't know this has a certain finesse to it, or uh not really finesse so to speak
I suppose a better term is charm, it's got some real charm that I don't see as much in the original
I love the Fifties music, and have a plethora of records my Grandmother gave me. I listen to them at least once a week. I'll go to her house, and we'll be singing all the songs perfectly, and my brother and sister are just giving us the weirdest looks. I love it!
Somewhere a ship and crew
Sails o'er the ocean blue
Bringing, oh, bringing
My bonnie back to me
That's why the drums are drummin'
That's why the pips are hummin'
My Bonnie Lassie's comin', comin' to me
Drums in my heart are drummin'
I hear the bagpipes hummin'
My Bonnie Lassie's comin' over the sea
My heart with her she's bringin'
I hear the blue bells ringin'
Soon we'll be highland flingin'
My love and me
I'll meet her at the shore
Playin' the pipes for her
Dressed in a kilt and a tam o'shanter too
Drums in my heart are drummin'
I hear the bagpipes hummin'
My Bonnie Lassie's comin', comin' to me
Sad are the lads she's leavin'
Many a sigh they're heavin'
Even the heather's grievin', cryin' with dew
She's left her native highland
To come and live in my land
She'll love the folks who smile
And say, "how-de-do"