Lover's Debt ( r. Adkins)

For all the sons ever leaving fair Scotland
And the lovers who bade them farewell
To a fate that had fallen asunder and the stories they've been beckoned to tell

The work the tears the hope and the laughter
Like the seasons all faded away
But the sons that you bore were the fathers of my father 
And as such began my true love's journey to me
Began my true love's journey to me

A peasant girl looking back at her village
And the love she will see nevermore
To a fate that had drawn them asunder
Leading her to a sad distant shore

Now the time that was yours is past now
But my debt to you grows even so
For I harvest the love that was sown in your sorrow

So many long years, so many long years, so many long years ago