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There was a soldier a Scottish soldier,
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who wandered far away and soldiered far away
There was none bolder with good broad shoulder,
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He’s fought in many a fray and fought and won
He’d seen the glory and told the story of battles
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glorious and deeds victorious
But now he’s sighing his heart is crying to leave
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these green hills of Tyrol
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Because these green hills are not highland hills
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or the island hills they’re not my land’s hills
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And fair as these green foreign hills may be
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they are not the hills of home
And now this soldier this Scottish soldier
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who wandered far away and soldiered far away
Sees leaves are falling and death is calling
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and he will fade away in that far land
He called his piper his trusty piper
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and bade him sound a lay a pibroch sad to play
Upon a hill-side a Scottish hillside not
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on these green hills of Tyrol
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Because these green hills are not highland hills
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or the island hills they’re not my land’s hills
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And fair as these green foreign hills may be
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they are not the hills of home
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And now this soldier this Scottish soldier
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will wander far no more and soldier far no more
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And on a hillside a Scottish hillside you’ll see
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that piper play his soldier home
He’s seen the glory he’s told the story of battles
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glorious and deeds victorious
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The bugles cease now he is at peace now far
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from those green hills of Tyrol
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Because these green hills are not highland hills
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or the island hills they’re not my land’s hills
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And fair as these green foreign hills may be
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they are not the hills of home
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Although those green hills are not highland hills
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or the island hills they’re not my land’s hills
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And fair as these green foreign hills may be
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they are not the hills of home
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Those green hills are not highland hills
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or the island hills they’re not my land’s hills
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And fair as these green foreign hills may be
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they are not the hills of home
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There was a soldier a Scottish soldier,
Em D
who wandered far away and soldiered far away
There was none bolder with good broad shoulder,
Em D
He’s fought in many a fray and fought and won
He’d seen the glory and told the story of battles
Em D
glorious and deeds victorious
But now he’s sighing his heart is crying to leave
Em D
these green hills of Tyrol
G D
Because these green hills are not highland hills
Em D
or the island hills they’re not my land’s hills
G D
And fair as these green foreign hills may be
Em D
they are not the hills of home
And now this soldier this Scottish soldier
Em D
who wandered far away and soldiered far away
Sees leaves are falling and death is calling
Em D
and he will fade away in that far land
He called his piper his trusty piper
Em D
and bade him sound a lay a pibroch sad to play
Upon a hill-side a Scottish hillside not
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on these green hills of Tyrol
G D
Because these green hills are not highland hills
Em D
or the island hills they’re not my land’s hills
G D
And fair as these green foreign hills may be
Em D
they are not the hills of home
Em D
And now this soldier this Scottish soldier
Em D
will wander far no more and soldier far no more
Em D
And on a hillside a Scottish hillside you’ll see
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that piper play his soldier home
He’s seen the glory he’s told the story of battles
Em D
glorious and deeds victorious
Em D
The bugles cease now he is at peace now far
Em D
from those green hills of Tyrol
G D
Because these green hills are not highland hills
Em D
or the island hills they’re not my land’s hills
G D
And fair as these green foreign hills may be
Em A D
they are not the hills of home
G D
Although those green hills are not highland hills
Em D
or the island hills they’re not my land’s hills
G D
And fair as these green foreign hills may be
Em D
they are not the hills of home
G D
Those green hills are not highland hills
Em D
or the island hills they’re not my land’s hills
G D
And fair as these green foreign hills may be
Em A D
they are not the hills of home
