Love of My Life

Lyrics

[MEG] At sixteen years I was blue and sad Then Father said I should find a lad So I set out to become a wife And found the real love of my life His name it was Chris and the last was MacGill I met him one night pickin' flowers on the hill He had lots of charm and a certain kind of touch And a certain kind of eagerness that pleased me very much So there 'neath the moon, where romance often springs I gave him my heart—and a few other things I don't know how long that I stayed up on that hill But the moon had disappeared and so had Christopher MacGill So I went home and I thought I'd die Till Father said, "Make another try" So I set out to become a wife And found the real love of my life Oh, he was a poet, a rhymer was he He read me some verse he had written for me He said they would move me, these poems from his pen And how right he was, because they moved me right into the glen We stayed till the dawn came and lighted the sky Then I shook his hand and I bid him goodbye I never went back, for what I had heard was true That a poet only writes about the things he cannot do My pa said, "Look out for men who think You'll be more certain with men who drink" So I set out to become a wife And found the real love of my life Oh, he was a soldier, a fine Highland son He told me about all the battles he'd won He wasted his time tellin' me about his might For one look at him decided me to not put up a fight We skirmished for hours that night in the glen And I found the sword had more might than the pen But when I was drowsin' I snored to my dismay And he thought it was a bugle and got up and marched away Now Pa said, "Daughter, there must be one Someone who's true or too old to run" So I'm still lookin' to be a wife And find the real love of my life