Intro: verse 1 I was born in the heather In my sweet northern land With a song in my ears And a lute in my hand verse 2 And I've traveled the plains Collecting the sounds And the stories of friends That I sing about now And they call me the last of the bards When I open my lungs and I spill out my heart They call me the last of the bards When I sing my old fashioned songs Instrumental: verse 3 And I tried not to cry When I left my sweet home Where the old pipes were playing My favourite song verse 4 And I still hear it now On the cold northern wind And I sing it aloud For the people I miss And they call me the last of the bards When I open my lungs and I spill out my heart They call me the last of the bards When I sing my old fashioned songs Verse 5 I was born in the heather In my sweet northern land With a song in my ears And a lute in my hand Verse 6 And I've traveled the plains Collecting the sounds And the stories of friends That I sing about now And they call me the last of the bards When I open my lungs and I spill out my heart They call me the last of the bards When I sing my old fashioned songs Outro (3x) La la laa, la la la la, etc., etc.