“When Fortune Turns Her Wheel”
Description
"Come, fill a glass, let's drink about... To meet ye a' ance mair, my friends, A sacred joy I feel, Though far awa I noo maun stray Till fortune turns her wheel." The singer has been betrayed by love and comrades, and bids farewell to Scotland and home
References
- Ord, pp. 180-181, "When Fortune Turns Her Wheel" (1 text)
- DT, FORTRNWH*
- Roud #3798
- BI, Ord180