| Song | Gan To The Kye |
| Artist | The Unthanks |
| Album | Last |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : RACHEL UNTHANK/BECKY UNTHANK/ADRIAN MCNALLY/CHRIS PRIC | |
| Gan to the kye with me, my love | |
| Gan to the kye with me | |
| Over the moor and through the grove | |
| I'll sing ditties to thee | |
| Cushie, thy pet, is lowing | |
| Around her poor firstling's shed | |
| Tears in her eyes are flowing | |
| Because little Colly lies dead | |
| Gan to the kye... | |
| All the fine herd of cattle | |
| Thy vigilant sire possessed | |
| After his fall in battle | |
| By rebel chieftains were prest | |
| Gan to the kye... | |
| Kine now is all our property | |
| Left by thy father's will | |
| Yet if we nurse it watchfully | |
| We may win geer enow still | |
| Gan to the kye... |
| zuo qu : RACHEL UNTHANK BECKY UNTHANK ADRIAN MCNALLY CHRIS PRIC | |
| Gan to the kye with me, my love | |
| Gan to the kye with me | |
| Over the moor and through the grove | |
| I' ll sing ditties to thee | |
| Cushie, thy pet, is lowing | |
| Around her poor firstling' s shed | |
| Tears in her eyes are flowing | |
| Because little Colly lies dead | |
| Gan to the kye... | |
| All the fine herd of cattle | |
| Thy vigilant sire possessed | |
| After his fall in battle | |
| By rebel chieftains were prest | |
| Gan to the kye... | |
| Kine now is all our property | |
| Left by thy father' s will | |
| Yet if we nurse it watchfully | |
| We may win geer enow still | |
| Gan to the kye... |
| zuò qǔ : RACHEL UNTHANK BECKY UNTHANK ADRIAN MCNALLY CHRIS PRIC | |
| Gan to the kye with me, my love | |
| Gan to the kye with me | |
| Over the moor and through the grove | |
| I' ll sing ditties to thee | |
| Cushie, thy pet, is lowing | |
| Around her poor firstling' s shed | |
| Tears in her eyes are flowing | |
| Because little Colly lies dead | |
| Gan to the kye... | |
| All the fine herd of cattle | |
| Thy vigilant sire possessed | |
| After his fall in battle | |
| By rebel chieftains were prest | |
| Gan to the kye... | |
| Kine now is all our property | |
| Left by thy father' s will | |
| Yet if we nurse it watchfully | |
| We may win geer enow still | |
| Gan to the kye... |