Ye Jacobites by name lend an ear, lend an ear
Ye Jacobites by name lend an ear
Ye Jacobites by name your faults I will proclaim
Your doctrines I must blame, you shall hear.
What is right and what is wrong by the law, by the law
What is right and what is wrong by the law
What is right and what is wrong, a short sword and a long
A weak arm and a strong for to draw.
What makes heroic strife famed afar, famed afar?
What makes heroic strife famed afar?
What makes heroic strife, to whet the assassin's knife
Or hunt a parent's life with bloody war.
Then leave your schemes alone in the state, in the state
Then leave your schemes alone in the state
Then leave your schemes alone, adore the rising sun
And leave a man alone to his fate.
Then leave your schemes alone, adore the rising sun
And leave a man alone to his fate
And leave a man alone to his fate.
More Scottish Music Lyrics
Scottish Folk Music
Web Design for small businesses
Friday, 18 January 2008
Will Ye No' Come Back Again?
Bonnie Charlie's noo awa
Safely o'er the friendly main
Mony a heart will break in twa
Should he ne'er come back again.
Chorus
Will ye no' come back again?
Will ye no' come back again?
Better lo'ed ye canna be
Will ye no' come back again?
Ye trusted in your Hielan' men
They trusted you, dear Charlie
They kent your hiding in the glen
Death or exile braving.
English bribes were a' in vain
Tho' puir, and puirer, we maurn be
Siller canna buy the heat
That beats aye for thine and thee.
We watch'd thee in the gloamin' hour
We watch'd thee in the mornin' grey
Tho' thirty thousand pound they gie
Oh, there is nane that wad betray!
More Scottish Music Lyrics
Scottish Folk Music
Web Design for small businesses
Safely o'er the friendly main
Mony a heart will break in twa
Should he ne'er come back again.
Chorus
Will ye no' come back again?
Will ye no' come back again?
Better lo'ed ye canna be
Will ye no' come back again?
Ye trusted in your Hielan' men
They trusted you, dear Charlie
They kent your hiding in the glen
Death or exile braving.
English bribes were a' in vain
Tho' puir, and puirer, we maurn be
Siller canna buy the heat
That beats aye for thine and thee.
We watch'd thee in the gloamin' hour
We watch'd thee in the mornin' grey
Tho' thirty thousand pound they gie
Oh, there is nane that wad betray!
More Scottish Music Lyrics
Scottish Folk Music
Web Design for small businesses
Wild Rover
I've been a wild rover for many a year
And I've spent all my money on whisky and beer
But now I'm returning with gold in great store
And I swear I will play the wild rover no more.
Chorus:
And it's no, nay, never
No, nay never no more
Will I play the wild rover
No never no more.
I went into an ale-house I used to frequent
And I told the landlady my money was spent.
I asked her for credit she answered me 'Nay
Such custom as yours I can get every day.'
Chorus
I took from my pocket a handful of gold
And on the round table it glittered and rolled.
I asked her for whisky and beer of the best.
What I told you before, it was only in jest.'
Chorus
I'll go back to my parents, confess what I've done
And I'll ask them to pardon their prodigal son.
And when they forgive me as oft times before
Then I swear I will
More Scottish Music Lyrics
Scottish Folk Music
Web Design for small businesses
And I've spent all my money on whisky and beer
But now I'm returning with gold in great store
And I swear I will play the wild rover no more.
Chorus:
And it's no, nay, never
No, nay never no more
Will I play the wild rover
No never no more.
I went into an ale-house I used to frequent
And I told the landlady my money was spent.
I asked her for credit she answered me 'Nay
Such custom as yours I can get every day.'
Chorus
I took from my pocket a handful of gold
And on the round table it glittered and rolled.
I asked her for whisky and beer of the best.
What I told you before, it was only in jest.'
Chorus
I'll go back to my parents, confess what I've done
And I'll ask them to pardon their prodigal son.
And when they forgive me as oft times before
Then I swear I will
More Scottish Music Lyrics
Scottish Folk Music
Web Design for small businesses
Turn Ye To Me
The stars are shining cheerily, cheerily
Horo, Mhairi dhu, turn ye to me.
The sea mew's moaning drearily, drearily
Horo, Mhairi dhu, turn ye to me.
Cold is the stormwind that ruffles the breast
But warm are the downy plumes lining its nest
Cold blows the storm there
Soft falls the snow there
Horo, Mhairi dhu, turn ye to me.
The waves are dancing merrily, merrily
Horo, Mhairi dhu, turn ye to me.
The seabirds are wailing wearily, wearily
Horo, Mhairi dhu, turn ye to me.
Hushed be thy moaning, lone bird of the sea
Thy home on the rocks is a shelter to thee
Thy home is the angry wave
Mine but the lonely grave
Horo, Mhairi dhu, turn ye to me
More Scottish Music Lyrics
Scottish Folk Music
Web Design for small businesses
Horo, Mhairi dhu, turn ye to me.
The sea mew's moaning drearily, drearily
Horo, Mhairi dhu, turn ye to me.
Cold is the stormwind that ruffles the breast
But warm are the downy plumes lining its nest
Cold blows the storm there
Soft falls the snow there
Horo, Mhairi dhu, turn ye to me.
The waves are dancing merrily, merrily
Horo, Mhairi dhu, turn ye to me.
The seabirds are wailing wearily, wearily
Horo, Mhairi dhu, turn ye to me.
Hushed be thy moaning, lone bird of the sea
Thy home on the rocks is a shelter to thee
Thy home is the angry wave
Mine but the lonely grave
Horo, Mhairi dhu, turn ye to me
More Scottish Music Lyrics
Scottish Folk Music
Web Design for small businesses
Tramps and Hawkers
O come a' ye tramps and hawker-lads
An' gaitherers o' bla'
That tramp the country roun' and roun'
Come listen one and a'
I'll tell tae ye a rovin' tale
An' places I hae been
Far up into the snowy north
Or sooth by Gretna Green.
I've seen the high Ben Nevis
That gangs towerin' tae the moon
I've been roun' by Crieff an' Callander
An' by Bonny Doon
I've been by Nethy's silvery tide
An' places ill tae ken
Far up into the stormy north
Lies Urquart's fairy glen.
Sometimes noo I laugh tae mysel'
When dodgin' alang the road
Wi' a bag o' meal slung upon my back
My face as broun's a toad
Wi' lumps o'cheese and tattie-scones
Or breid an' braxie ham
Nae thinking whar' I'm comin' frae
Nor thinkin' whar I'm gang.
I'm happy in the summer-time
Beneath the dark blue sky
Nae thinkin' in the mornin'
At nicht where i'm gang to lie
Bothies or byres or barns
Or oot amangst the hay
And if the weather does permit
I'm happy a' the day.
Loch Katrine and Loch Lomond
They've oft been seen by me
The Dee, the Don, the Devron
That a' flows tae the sea
Dunrobin Castle, by the way
I nearly had forgot
And the reckless stanes o'cairn
That mairks the hoose o' John o' Groat.
I've been by bonny Gallowa'
An' often roun' Stranraer
My business leads me anywhere
I travel near an' far
I've got that rovin' notion
I wouldna like tae loss
For It's my daily fare
An' as much'll pay my doss.
I think I'll gang tae Paddy's Lan'
I'm makin' up my mind
For Scotland's greatly altered noo
I canna raise the wind
But if I can trust in Providence
If Providence should prove true
I'll sing ye's a' of Erin's Isle
When I come back to you
More Scottish Music Lyrics
Scottish Folk Music
Web Design for small businesses
An' gaitherers o' bla'
That tramp the country roun' and roun'
Come listen one and a'
I'll tell tae ye a rovin' tale
An' places I hae been
Far up into the snowy north
Or sooth by Gretna Green.
I've seen the high Ben Nevis
That gangs towerin' tae the moon
I've been roun' by Crieff an' Callander
An' by Bonny Doon
I've been by Nethy's silvery tide
An' places ill tae ken
Far up into the stormy north
Lies Urquart's fairy glen.
Sometimes noo I laugh tae mysel'
When dodgin' alang the road
Wi' a bag o' meal slung upon my back
My face as broun's a toad
Wi' lumps o'cheese and tattie-scones
Or breid an' braxie ham
Nae thinking whar' I'm comin' frae
Nor thinkin' whar I'm gang.
I'm happy in the summer-time
Beneath the dark blue sky
Nae thinkin' in the mornin'
At nicht where i'm gang to lie
Bothies or byres or barns
Or oot amangst the hay
And if the weather does permit
I'm happy a' the day.
Loch Katrine and Loch Lomond
They've oft been seen by me
The Dee, the Don, the Devron
That a' flows tae the sea
Dunrobin Castle, by the way
I nearly had forgot
And the reckless stanes o'cairn
That mairks the hoose o' John o' Groat.
I've been by bonny Gallowa'
An' often roun' Stranraer
My business leads me anywhere
I travel near an' far
I've got that rovin' notion
I wouldna like tae loss
For It's my daily fare
An' as much'll pay my doss.
I think I'll gang tae Paddy's Lan'
I'm makin' up my mind
For Scotland's greatly altered noo
I canna raise the wind
But if I can trust in Providence
If Providence should prove true
I'll sing ye's a' of Erin's Isle
When I come back to you
More Scottish Music Lyrics
Scottish Folk Music
Web Design for small businesses
To The Weavers Gin Ye Go
My heart was ance as blythe and free,
As simmer days were lang,
But a bonnie westlin weaver lad
Has gart me change my sang.
Chorus:
To the weavers gin ye go, fair maids,
To the weavers gin ye go,
I rede ye richt, gang ne'er at nicht,
To the weavers gin ye go.
A bonnie, westlin weaver lad
Sat working at his loom;
He took my heart as wi' a net,
In every knot and thrum.
Chorus
I sat beside my warpin-wheel,
And aye I ca'd it roun';
But every shot and every knock,
My heart it gae a stoun.
Chorus
The moon was sinking in the west,
Wi" visage pale and wan,
And my bonnie, westlin weaver lad
Convoy'd me thro' the glen.
Chorus
But what was said, or what was done,
Shame fa' me gin I tell:
But Oh! I fear the kintra soon
Will ken as weel's mysel!
Chorus
More Scottish Music Lyrics
Scottish Folk Music
Web Design for small businesses
As simmer days were lang,
But a bonnie westlin weaver lad
Has gart me change my sang.
Chorus:
To the weavers gin ye go, fair maids,
To the weavers gin ye go,
I rede ye richt, gang ne'er at nicht,
To the weavers gin ye go.
A bonnie, westlin weaver lad
Sat working at his loom;
He took my heart as wi' a net,
In every knot and thrum.
Chorus
I sat beside my warpin-wheel,
And aye I ca'd it roun';
But every shot and every knock,
My heart it gae a stoun.
Chorus
The moon was sinking in the west,
Wi" visage pale and wan,
And my bonnie, westlin weaver lad
Convoy'd me thro' the glen.
Chorus
But what was said, or what was done,
Shame fa' me gin I tell:
But Oh! I fear the kintra soon
Will ken as weel's mysel!
Chorus
More Scottish Music Lyrics
Scottish Folk Music
Web Design for small businesses
The Wee Cooper O' Fife
There was a wee cooper wha lived in Fife,
Nickety, nackety, noo, noo, noo,
And he has gotten a gentle wife,
Hey willy wallachy, how John Dougal
Alane quo rushety, roo, roo, roo.
She wadna bake and she wadna brew,
Nickety, nackety, noo, noo, noo,
For the spoiling o' her comely hue,
Hey willy wallachy, how John Dougal
Alane quo rushety, roo, roo, roo.
She wadna card and she wadna spin,
Nickety, nackety, noo, noo, noo,
For the shaming o' her gentle kin,
Hey willy wallachy, how John Dougal
Alane quo rushety, roo, roo, roo.
The cooper's awa to his woo' pack
Nickety, nackety, noo, noo, noo,
And he's laid a sheepskin on his wife's back
Hey willy wallachy, how John Dougal
Alane quo rushety, roo, roo, roo.
Til no trash you for your proud kin
Nickety, nackety, noo, noo, noo,
But I will thrash my am sheepskin.'
Hey willy wallachy, how John Dougal
Alane quo rushety, roo, roo, roo.
O I will bake and I will brew:
Nickety, nackety, noo, noo, noo,
And never think mair o' my comely hue.'
Hey willy wallachy, how John Dougal
Alane quo rushety, roo, roo, roo.
O I will card and I will spin:
Nickety, nackety, noo, noo, noo,
And never think mair o' my gentle kin.'
Hey willy wallachy, how John Dougal
Alane quo rushety, roo, roo, roo.
A' ye wha hae gotten a gentle wife
Nickety, nackety, noo, noo, noo,
Just send ye for the wee cooper o' Fife.
Hey willy wallachy, how John Dougal
Alane quo rushety, roo, roo, roo.
More Scottish Music Lyrics
Scottish Folk Music
Web Design for small businesses
Nickety, nackety, noo, noo, noo,
And he has gotten a gentle wife,
Hey willy wallachy, how John Dougal
Alane quo rushety, roo, roo, roo.
She wadna bake and she wadna brew,
Nickety, nackety, noo, noo, noo,
For the spoiling o' her comely hue,
Hey willy wallachy, how John Dougal
Alane quo rushety, roo, roo, roo.
She wadna card and she wadna spin,
Nickety, nackety, noo, noo, noo,
For the shaming o' her gentle kin,
Hey willy wallachy, how John Dougal
Alane quo rushety, roo, roo, roo.
The cooper's awa to his woo' pack
Nickety, nackety, noo, noo, noo,
And he's laid a sheepskin on his wife's back
Hey willy wallachy, how John Dougal
Alane quo rushety, roo, roo, roo.
Til no trash you for your proud kin
Nickety, nackety, noo, noo, noo,
But I will thrash my am sheepskin.'
Hey willy wallachy, how John Dougal
Alane quo rushety, roo, roo, roo.
O I will bake and I will brew:
Nickety, nackety, noo, noo, noo,
And never think mair o' my comely hue.'
Hey willy wallachy, how John Dougal
Alane quo rushety, roo, roo, roo.
O I will card and I will spin:
Nickety, nackety, noo, noo, noo,
And never think mair o' my gentle kin.'
Hey willy wallachy, how John Dougal
Alane quo rushety, roo, roo, roo.
A' ye wha hae gotten a gentle wife
Nickety, nackety, noo, noo, noo,
Just send ye for the wee cooper o' Fife.
Hey willy wallachy, how John Dougal
Alane quo rushety, roo, roo, roo.
More Scottish Music Lyrics
Scottish Folk Music
Web Design for small businesses
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)