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Love Waits It’s Day By The Standing Wall (Love in Scottish Jacobite times, 1700’s).

“Love Waits It’s Day By The Standing Wall” is an original song I wrote about love between an English woman traveling back from the present to Jacobite Scotland in 1740 and falling in love with a Scottish man. (C)2026.ElaineWulff. All rights reserved. (These are my vocals ran through AI, melodies and song format, then I added prompts for AI-generated music and video. Rights owned by me (Pro-Suno Subscriber). Verse 1 By the mist on the brae at the breaking o’ day, When the pipes sounded low and the clans marched away, The hills bore their witness to banner and drum, And the years were o’ blood ere the morning had come. Verse 2 She came by no road and she came by no tide, But through the grey stone where the old years abide, From a land far awa’ where the great guns roared, To the heathered hills and the broken sword. Verse 3 He was born o’ the glen and the wind on the hill, With a dirk at his side and a heart strong and still, They met by the stone when the night was thin, And love took hold where time breaks in. Chorus O love, it is stronger than stone or than steel, Mo ghràdh, mo anam, true love is real. Though kings may command and brave men fall, Love bides its time by the standing wall. Verse 4 The red coats were near and the pipes cried woe, For love o’ the foe meant death they knew, “Gang back,” said the lad, “through the stone o’ grey, For my road runs red, but yours lies away.” Verse 5 The shots rang sharp as the stone stood wide, And time took her fast like a running tide, Back through the years to war’s last breath, Carrying love beyond sword and death. Verse 6 When the guns lay still and the years turned kind, She held a wee bairn of a Highland mind, With eyes o’ the hills and a brave young heart, A love-born soul torn by time apart. Final Chorus O love, it is stronger than stone or than steel, Mo ghràdh, mo anam, true love is real. Though years may divide and brave men fall, Love waits its day by the standing wall.