Farewell, Tilly Mountains

"Farewell, Tilly Mountains" is a traditional song popular around the Tilly Mountains region.

Lyrics
Bound o-way, summer and spring  Cross the Tilly Mountains  I long ta see my hamelan again  And I'm bound for old Batagnia 

Tae the west, and tuar'd the isles  'Cross the Tilly Mountains  Tae the west where my hamelan lies  And it's down tae old Batagnia 

And it's hail! tae the west'' Fare ye well, Tilly Mountains The birds oft ta sing in the summer and spring And it's merry ta be in Batagnia again Fare ye well, fare ye well

The girls o Batagnia are sweeter than roses  'Cross the Tilly Mountains  They've a warmth ta their smile, on their cheeks and their noses  On down in old Batagnia 

It's a tiresome track, 'cross the mountains o Tilly  'Cross the Tilly Mountains  When I reach Batagnia I'll marry my Lily  Down in old Batagnia 

And it's hail! tae the west Fare ye well, Tilly Mountains For fairlan Batagnia sits under the moon And Lily and I will go rovin' in June Fare ye well, fare ye well

In Piccadhim town all the soldiers are gone  'Cross the Tilly Mountains  It's for Sommerstad town the soldiers have gone  And I'm bound for old Batagnia 

Bound o-way, summer and spring  'Cross the Tilly Mountains  I long ta see my hamelan again  And I'm bound for old Batagnia 

And it's hail! tae the west Fare ye well, Tilly Mountains The birds oft ta sing in the summer and spring And it's merry ta be in Batagnia again Fare ye well, fare ye well