'S Gann Gun Dirich Letra

Chorus I can scarcely ever climb to the high moors My slender gun is rusting And I'll not go to the hunt again It was hung up on the nails And that's not the place where I'd like it to stay To be on my elbow on Blaven On a hillock with my loaded gun Big Patrick from the head of Loch Aoinneart He wronged me but he didn't gain by it But if the law were not so strong I would be safe from every danger