The Corries - Lord Yester lyrics

Oh my love has gone tae Flodden grey Tae dance at Branxholme Lea And ere the night will turn tae day He will dance nae mair wi' me Maybe he's gone tae Israel Wi' Freedom's lance tae sell Or maybe he has gone tae Bethlehem For tae find the golden bell Oh my love may come another day For golden hours are few And like broken dreams that melt away Before the dawn is new Maybe he's gone tae Byzantine Along the lonely trail Or maybe he's gone tae Palestine For tae find the Holy Grail Oh my love may find the golden fleece Or wear the martyr's gown For honour bides by him who fechts Beneath the cross and croon Maybe he's gone wi' James and John Tae fish by Galilee Or maybe he has gone wi' the fisherman Tae find his Calvary