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I stood 6ft tall in highland dress.
I played the pipes for all to hear.
A drunken lass came up to me and said,
"Go back to where you belong."
I laid my pipes to rest
and never plaid them again.
35 years to the day
I think of my highland home,
my wee bit glen,
and the sound of my lonely pipes
still haunt me.