LOVER'S HEART

She was in a flow'ry garden
When first she caught my eye,
And I just a marching soldier,
She smiled as I passed by.
The flowers she held were fresh and fair,
Her lips were full and red,
And as I passed that shady bower,
These words to me she said...

CHORUS
  Last night we spoke of love,
  Now we're forced to part.
  You leave to the sound of a marching drum
  And the beat of a lover's heart.

She was by the shore in the evening
When next I saw my dear,
Running barefoot by the waterside,
She called as I drew near.
The sunlight glanced at the water's edge,
Makin' fire of her auburn hair,
My young heart danced to her parting words
That hung in the evening air...

She was on the strand the next morning
When orders came to sail,
And as we slipped our ropes away,
I watched her from the rail.
She threw me a rose which fell between us,
It floated on the bay,
And as our ship pulled from the shore
I heard her call and say...

Now, the soldier's life won't suit me,
Sweet music is my trade,
For I'd rather melt the hardest heart
Than pierce it with a blade.
Let the time be short 'till I return
To my home in the north of Skye,
And the loving girl who stole my heart
With these words as I passed by...