Songtext von Shieling Maids

Oh, my country you are on my mind fresh, fragrant Uist of the saplings Where the noble men are found Who gave their hereditary allegiance to 'Mac ic Ailein' Land of bent grass, land of barley Land of abundance of every kind Where the young lads will be Singing songs and drinking beer. They will come to us deceitful and cunning In order to entice us from our homes They will praise Manitoba to us A cold country with no coal and no peat!