(Musical arrangement by Brandon Mullikin-Guitar/ Danny Mullikin-Lyrics & Percussion/Tesea Mullikin-Flute)

The misty morning greets his brow.
The younger wakes to tend his vow.
His true love's honor at the stake.
His heart calls out for piper's pay.
Armed is he with Targe and steel.
And two strong kinsmen at his heel.
About his wrist her scarlet braid.
He marches forth with piper's pay.

On Loch Awe's bank he finds his man.
Clad in mail amidst nine clan.
His true love bound in disarray.
His heart calls out for piper's pay.
The three to ten engage in fray.
A wounded younger finds his prey.
And each the other man does slay.
The heavy price of piper's pay.

(spoken)
"Upon me oath/Unto ye bind.
In life and death till end of time.
Me heart/ me soul
Me flesh and bone
Unto ye me love and ye alone.

No knave nor king / No flesh nor wraith
Shall still me hand / Nor break me faith
And e'r thy honor know dismay
By blood I'll see
The Piper paid."

Nine yards lay spread on hallowed ground.
His pleated tartan draped around.
A single thistle on his plaid.
His hand holds tight her scarlet braid.
Bonny fingers greet his brow.
His true love's lips recall her vow.
Or'e Glenn and burrow, Loch and Brea.
Her tears call out for piper's pay.