I still hear the snares in the square Colours ablaze in the evening It's good to be young and daring
I still see the blood on the knees The camans swing without warning It's good to be young and daring
Across the bay I still hear the strains The two step loud and Blairing It's good to be young and daring
She was the pride of the summer that year She was my sweetheart, my lady And we stopped by the loch It's good to be young and daring