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 thee strains
The two step loud and Blair-ing
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