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Though we're called a people of serious mind,'Tis often we dance, 'tis often we sing.And bein' as human as all human-kind,We arrren't superior to havin' a fling.I'm taking the fling of a lifetime.The fling of a husband and wife-time.A-when I a-went rrromancingI a-gave no thought to any wedding rrring.Every bonnie lassie wasMy highland fling.A-no chance was I chancingI' a-m not the man ya dangle on a strrring.I was canny waitin' for theRrreal, rrreal thing.A-though I danced each girrrl in a twist and a-twirrrlNey one would do.And I went a-my way 'til the fatal dayIn the fling I was flung a-with you.OhhhhSongtexteNow my hearrrt is prancin'A-gay as a larrrk and happy as a king.The yearrrs I'll weatherrr, in the hame on the heatherrr,With my one and only highland fling.I thought you werrre fallin' for Andy MacPherson.Ney, ney. He became an impossible person.But what about you and that Connie MacKenzie?She talked when I putted and drrrove me to frenzie.But what of the lad known as Bobby MacDougal?It pays to be thrifty, but he was too frugal.And werrren't ya daft about Megan McDerrmot?I tasted her cooking. T'would make me a hermit.How jealous I was of McDonald McCutcheon.His neck had a head on, but therrre wasn't much in.And what about Sandy?His hands were too handy.And wasn't therrre a Jenny?I'm not wantin' anyI'm not wantin' any but you.When I went a-dancin'No special lad I was encourrragin'.Every lackly laddie wasMy highland fling.No glance I was glancin'.Well, nothin' rrreally worth a-mentionin'.Hopin', watchin', waitin' for theRrreal, rrreal thing.Though they spoke me soft in the moonlit oft',Ney one would do.'Til it came to pass to this lucky lassIn a fling I was flung with you.Oh...Now my hearrrt is prrrancin'.Nothin' about ya I'd be alterin'.The yearrrs I'll weatherrr, in the hame on the heatherrr,With me one and only highland fling. Aus Songtexte Mania