His Banner's Not Mine
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This song is popular in various parts of the Empire, and the nationalities of the lovers are often changed to suit the audience. | |||
Lyrics by Daisy and Jude, music traditional Scottish as sung by the Poozies. | |||
A pdf of the tune and lyrics can be found [http://www.profounddecisions.co.uk/mediawiki-public/images/5/5a/His_Banner%27s_Not_Mine.pdf here]. | |||
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His banner's not mine, not mine, not mine | His banner's not mine, not mine, not mine | ||
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His banner's not mine, bonny though the colours be | His banner's not mine, bonny though the colours be | ||
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[[Category: Music]] | |||
[[Category:The Marches]] | |||
[[Category: Marches Music]] | |||
[[Category: Dawn]] | |||
[[Category: Dawn Music]] | |||
Latest revision as of 11:57, 26 June 2019
This song is popular in various parts of the Empire, and the nationalities of the lovers are often changed to suit the audience.
Lyrics by Daisy and Jude, music traditional Scottish as sung by the Poozies.
A pdf of the tune and lyrics can be found here.
His banner's not mine, not mine, not mine His banner's not mine, bonny though the colours be
I saw him in the market square In the sunlight standing there A bonny boy with flaxen hair And oh his smile is dear to me
Next day I buckled on my shield And lifted up my sword to wield Who should I see there on the field But the lad that was so dear to me...
His banner's not mine, not mine, not mine His banner's not mine, bonny though the colours be
My love he is a Marcher born And to a Dawnish Earl I'm sworn And oh, in two my heart is torn But still his banner's dear to me
Come dawn the army will depart And many months we'll be apart I'll hold forever in my heart His banner that's so dear to me
His banner's not mine, not mine, not mine His banner's not mine, bonny though the colours be
He's off defending distant shores And I must fight another war Perhaps I never shall see more His banner that's so dear to me,
But maybe there will come a time When our two nations stand combined He'll raise his banner next to mine The banner that's so dear to me
His banner's not mine, not mine, not mine His banner's not mine, bonny though the colours be