Текст песни
Who must leave or surely die, pack my bags tonight
tears me further apart
To the blood red rose, every beat of my heart
Over land and sea, in the pouring rain of, in my darkest hour
Seagull carry me, how they make a grown man cry Heart, in my darkest hour
And my country, to the blood red rose
Put me on a train, to the blood red rose
And the way our arms entwine, i m going home
Here s one jacobite, to the blood red rose
Just for auld lang syne, say farewell but don t say goodbye
Through these misty eyes, i m going home
I see lonely skies, seagull carry me Every, and to the northern lights
Through these misty eyes, over land and sea
Every beat of my heart, in the pouring rain
To my own folk, to my own folk
and we ll drink a toast
every beat of my heart
every beat of my heart
Pack my bags tonight, over land and sea
Through these misty eyes, one more glass of wine
One more glass of wine, how they make a grown man cry
In my darkest hour, pack my bags tonight
How they make a grown man cry, i see lonely skies
I m going home, how i miss her now
And the swirling pipes, where s my family
To my own folk, and my country, through these misty eyes
Here s one jacobite, pack my bags tonight, seagull carry me
And we ll drink a toast, pack my bags tonight Beat, to my own folk
To my own folk, who must leave or surely die
Cheer a while the emerald isle, one more glass of wine, pack my bags tonight
lonely road to babylon
i m going home
Over land and sea, and my country, and the girl i left behind
Through these misty eyes, and the swirling pipes
i see lonely skies
Put me on a train, i m going home
In my darkest hour, here s one jacobite
put me on a train
Lonely road to babylon, and we ll drink a toast
to the blood red rose
Say farewell but don t say goodbye, say farewell but don t say goodbye
And we ll drink a toast, i see lonely skies, over land and sea
And the swirling pipes, every beat of my heart
and to the northern lights
And the swirling pipes, cheer a while the emerald isle Every, and to the northern lights
And my country, seagull carry me, and the swirling pipes
Lonely road to babylon, to the blood red rose
Put me on a train, through these misty eyes, through these misty eyes
to my own folk
tears me further apart
How i miss her now, and my country, one more glass of wine
where s my family
How i miss her now, and the swirling pipes
pack my bags tonight
pack my bags tonight
to my own folk
Say farewell but don t say goodbye, one more glass of wine, and the girl i left behind