Brigadoon movie - The Love of My Life lyrics

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MEG:<br>

At sixteen years I was blue ans sad.<br>

then father said I should find a lad.<br>

So I set out to become a wife,<br>

An' found the real love of my life.<br>

His name it was Chris, and the last was MacGill.<br>

I met him one night pickin' flowers on the hill.<br>

He had lots of charm an' a certain kind o' touch,<br>

An a certain kind of eagerness that pleased me very much.<br>

so there 'neath the moon where romance often springs,<br>

I gave him my heart--an' a few other things.<br>

I don't know how long that I stayed up on the hill,<br>

But the moon had disappeared, and so had Christopher MacGill.<br>

So I went home an' I thought I'd die,<br>

Till Father said, make another try.<br>

So out I went to become a wife,<br>

An' found the real love of my lfe.<br>

He came from the lowlands, the lowlands said he.<br>

I saw him an' knew he was perfect for me.<br>

Jus' one thing that puzzled me an' it always will,<br>

Was he told me he had heard about me from his friend MacGill.<br>

We quick fell in love an' went down by the creek.<br>

The next day he said he'd be back in a week,<br>

An' I thought he would, for now how was I to know<br>

That of all the lowland laddies, there was never one as low!<br>

I told my father the awful truth.<br>

He said, "What difference? Ye've got your youth."<br>

So out I went mad to be a wife,<br>

An' found the real love of my life.<br>

Oh, he was a poet, a rhymer was he.<br>

He read me some verse he had written for me.<br>

He said they would move me, these poems from his pen,<br>

An' how right he was, because they moved me right into the glen.<br>

We stayed till the dawn came an' lighted the sky,<br>

Then I shook his hand an' I bid him good-bye.<br>

I never went back, for what I had heard was true:<br>

That a poet only writes about the things he cannot do.<br>

My pa said, "Look out for men who think.<br>

Ye'll be more certain with men who drink."<br>

So out I went to become a wife,<br>

An' found the real love of my life.<br>

Oh, he was a solier, a fine Highland son.<br>

He told me about all the battle he'd won.<br>

He wasted his time tellin' me about his might,<br>

For one look at him decided me to not put up a fight.<br>

We skirmished for hours that night in the glen,<br>

an' I found the sword has more might than the pen,<br>

But when I was drowsin' I snored to my dismay,<br>

An' he thought it was a bugle an' got up an' marched away.<br>

Now Pa said, "Daughter, there must be one,<br>

Someone who's true, or too old to run."<br>

So I'm still lookin' to be a wife,<br>

An' find the real love of my life.<br>

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