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Glenlogie
04:31
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There were four and twenty nobles sat doon in the king's ha'
And bonnie Glenlogie was the flooer o’ them a'
There was nine and nine nobles rade thro' Banchory fair
And bonnie Glenlogie was the flooer o’ them there
There was six and six ladies sat doon in the king's ha'
Bonnie Jean o’ Bethelnie was the flooer o’ them a'
Doon cam Jeannie Gordon, she cam tripping doon the stairs
And she's favoured Glenlogie ower a' that was there
Glenlogie, Glenlogie gin ye prove sae kind
My love's laid upon you and I've told ye my mind
He turned him roond lightly as the Gordons does a'
I thank ye, Jeannie Gordon but I'm promised awa'
She ca'd tae her maidens for tae make her a bed
Wi’ ribbons and napkins tae tie up her head
Then oot spak her faither, and a wise man was he
I'll wed ye tae Dumfendrum, he's mair gowd than he
Oh haud your tongue faither for that maunna be
Gin I get me Glenlogie for him will I dee
Then her faither's ain chaplain, a man o’ great skill
He wrote a braw letter and indited it weel
A pox on ye Logie, noo sin' it is so
A lady's love is on ye must she die in her woe?
A pox on ye Logie, noo sin' it is time
A lady's love's laid on ye, must she die in her prime?
When Glenlogie got the letter he being amang men
It's oot spak Glenlogie what does young woman mean?
When he looked on the letter a light lauch gied he
But e'er he read ower a tear blint his e'e
Gae saddle me the black horse, gae saddle me the broon
Bonnie Jeannie o Bethelnie will be deid e'er I win
But the horses werenae saddled nor led on the green
Till bonnie Glenlogie was three mile his lane
It was pale and wan was she when Glenlogie cam in
But red and rosy grew she when she kent it was him
Whaur lies your pain lady, does it lie in your side
Whaur lies your pain lady, does it lie in your heid?
Oh, na, na Glenlogie you're far frae the pairt
The pain I lie under it lies in my heart
Turn roond Jeannie Gordon, turn roon on your side
And I'll be the bridegroom and ye'll be the bride
Noo, Jeannie's gotten married and her tocher doon told
Bonnie Jean o Bethelnie was scarce sixteen years auld
Bethelnie, oh Bethelnie, ye shine whaur ye stand
And the heather bells aroon ye shine ower Fyvie's land
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Cleveland Park
05:24
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Instrumental
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It was in 1940, the last days of Spring
We were sent to the Maginot line
A fortress in France, built to halt the advance
Of an army from a different time
But we were soon overrun, out-thought and outgunned
Pushed further back every day
But we never believed high command would just leave us
So we fought every step of the way
'Til the 51st Highlanders found themselves back
On the banks of the Somme one more time
It still bore the scars of that war to end wars
The old soldier’s scars deep in their minds
But we didn’t stay long for the Panzers rolled on
As the battle raged west towards the sea
Until on June the 10th when sapped of all strength
We entered St. Valery
CHORUS
And all I recall is the last boat leaving
My brother on board waving and calling to me
And the Jocks stranded there wi’ his hands in the air
On the beaches of St. Valery
So I huddled all night in a hammered old house
As the shells and the bullets rained down
‘Til just before dawn our hopes were still strong
For we moved to the beach from the town
But the boat that had left on the day we arrived
Was the last one that we’d ever see
An’ with no ammo or food we had done all we could
So we surrendered at St. Valery
When I returned at the end of the war
From the Stalag where I’d been confined
I read of the battles the allies had fought
Stalingrad, Alamein, and the Rhine
And with pride in their hearts people spoke of Dunkirk
Where defeat had become victory
But nobody mentioned that Highland Division
They’d never heard of St.Valery
No stories no statues for those that were killed
No honors for those who were gone
Just a deep sense of shame as though we were to blame
Though I knew in my heart we were not
So I’ve moved to a country I’ve come to call home
But my homeland lies far o’er the sea
I will never return while my memory still burns
On the beaches of St. Valery
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Wing Commander
03:07
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Instrumental
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A Miner's Life
04:59
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A miner's life is like a sailor’s
On board a ship to cross the waves
Every day his life's in danger
Many ventures being brave
Watch the rocks, they're falling daily
Careless miners always fail
Keep your hand upon your wages
And your eye upon the scale
CHORUS
Union miners, stand together
Do not heed the Coal Board's tale
Keep your hand upon your wages
And your eye upon the scale
You've been docked and docked again, boys
You've been loading three for one
What's the use in all your working
When your mining days are done?
Worn out shoes and worn miners
Blackened lungs and faces pale
Oh keep your hand upon your wages
And your eye upon the scale
In conclusion, bear in memory
Keep this password in your mind
Worker's strength cannot be broken
When unions be combined
Stand up tall and stand together
Victory! You shall prevail
Keep your hands upon your wages
And your eye upon the scale
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Staffin Island
05:41
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Instrumental
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Carrick-a-Rede
04:08
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I'll walk the miles from Ballintoy
No shining moon to light my way
Across the fields of Larrybane
And the rope bridge where my love waits
The fishermen lie in their beds
The salmon spawn in Moyle's blue sea
And you lie there upon the grass
Waiting for me on Carrick-a-rede
CHORUS
One step and two, hold tight, let go
Twenty and four, hold tight, let go
I'm nearly there, let go, let go
I will find you where you lie
And steal in soft under your coat
We will tell our stories, love
And sing our songs out, every note
Your sweet kiss will bring the rest
Your mouth on my mouth, wave on wave
We will meet the sea's loud roar
No better way to cheat the grave
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Instrumental
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Rigs o' Rye
03:48
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‘Twas in the month o' sweet July
Before the sun had pierced the sky
'Twas in between the rigs o' rye
I heard twa lovers talking
The lad said, “Lassie I must away
I have no longer time to stay
But I've a word or two tae say
Gin ye time tae tarry
Your faither o' ye taks great care
Your mother combs doon your yellow hair
But your sisters say that ye'll get nae share
If ye go wi' me, a stranger”
“Let my faither fret, let my mother frown
My sisters words I do disown
Tho' they were deid and below the ground
I would go wi' you, a stranger”
The lad says, “Lassie, your fortune's small
And maybe it will be nane at all
You're no a match for me at all
Go and waste your love on another”
Now the lassie's courage began to fail
Her rosy cheeks they grew wan and pale
And the tears came trickling doon like hail
Or a heavy shower in summer
He's ta’en his handkerchief linen fine
He's dried her tears and he's kissed her een
Saying lassie, lassie ye shall be mine
For I said it all to try ye
This laddie being o' courage bold
A laddie scarce nineteen years old
He's ranged the hills and the valleys all
And he's ta'en his lassie wi him
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Instrumental
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Mother Carey
03:03
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As late I went a-walking, a-walking by the sea
I thought I heard men talking, I heard them call to me
Oh, sorrow take the city streets, the weary city stones
'Tis time for you to leave them while the strength is in your bones
Shake her and wake her Johnny, there's the ship for you
Lying in the Royal Roads waiting for a crew
And every brace and backstay is singing soft and low
Mother Carey wants us and we're all bound to go
CHORUS
For we're all bound to go, Johnny, all bound to go
If it's late or early, lads, if you will or no
Sure as sun do rise, Johnny, sure as tides do flow
When Mother Carey wants us then we're all bound to go
As late I went a-walking, a-walking by the shore
I thought of ports I'd like to see I hadn't seen before
Across the strait the lighthouse kept winking fine and free
To show me where the road is that leads to open sea
Shake her and wake her, Johnny, yonder there she rides
Lying in the Royal Roads swinging at the tides
Singing to the muttering tides that past her cables flow
Mother Carey wants us and we're all bound to go
As late I went a-walking, a-walking' by the tide
I thought my love was with me and walking by my side
So kind she did reproach me, so soft her eyes did shine
Yet could not hold beside her this restless heart of mine
Shake her and wake her, Johnny, can't you hear them calling
Out across the Royal Roads and the dusk a-falling
Time and tide for me to leave you, though I love you so
Mother Carey wants us and we're all bound to go
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Instrumental
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The Shepherd Lad
03:45
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Once there was a shepherd lad
Kept sheep upon the hill
An he's laid his pipe and his crook aside
And there he's slept his fill
He woke up on a riverbank
On a fine May morning
And there he spied a lady
Swimming in the clothes that she was born in
So he raised his head from his green bed
And he approached the maid
"Put on your clothes, my dear," he says
"And do not be afraid
It's fitter for a lady fair
To sew a silken seam
Than to rise on a fair May morning
And swim against the stream."
"Well if you'll not touch my mantle
And you'll leave my clothes alone
Then I'll give you all the money, sir
That you can carry home."
"I'll not touch your mantle
And I'll leave your clothes alone
But I'll take you out of the clear water
My dear, to be my own."
So he's taken her out of the clear water
And he's held her in his arms
"Put on your clothes, my dear," he says
"And hide your bounteous charms."
He's put her on a milk white steed
Himself upon another
And it's all along the way they rode
Like sister and like brother
She rode up to her father's gate
And on the door she knocked
And ready stood a porter there
And he the door unlocked
When the gates were opened
It's so nimbly she stepped in
She said, "Kind sir, you are a fool without
And I'm a maid within."
"So fare you well, my modest boy
I thank you for your care
But had you done as you desired
I'd never have left you there
I will sew no silken seam
On a fine May morning
You can bide your time 'till your time runs out
So take this as fair warning."
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Wolf Loescher Longmont, Colorado
Wolf Loescher is a singer / storyteller based in Longmont, Colorado. He sings songs and tells stories from the Old World and the New, accompanying himself on his custom 8-string Irish bouzouki, tenor guitar, bodhran, and foot percussion. He is often joined by fabulous musicians from around the country in his backing band “The Growlers.” ... more
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