Тексты песен «Corries»

Dear sir I write this note to you to tell you of my plight. For at the time of writing it I'm not a pretty sight. My body is all black & blue, my face a deathly grey. And I write this note to say why I am not at work...

The October winds lament Around the Castle of Dromore, Yet peace is in its lofty halls, My loving treasure store. Though autumn leaves may droop and die A bud of spring are you. Sing hush-a-bye loo, la loo, lo lan, Sing...

Oh Flower of Scotland When will we see your like again That fought and died for Your wee bit hill and glen And stood against him Proud Edward's army And sent him homeward To think again The hills are bare now And...

Well its of a gentleman soldier As sentry he did stand He saluted the fair maiden With a waiving of his hand So boldly then kissed her And passed it off as a joke He drilled her up in the sentry box Wrapped up in his...

Well how do you do, young Willie McBride, Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside And rest for a while 'neath the warm summer sun I've been working all day and I'm nearly done. I see by your gravestone you were...

As I come in by Auchindoun, Just a wee bit frae the toun, To the Hi'lands I was bound To view the Haughs of Cromdale. I met a man in tartan trews, Spiered at him (asked) what was the news, Quo' he, "The Hi'land army...

Red is the rose that blooms sae braw Where yorlins sing sae clearly, Grey is the cross that's shorn in twa', Where yince we loo'ed sae dearly. Dark the poor (muir?) by Ninestane Burn Where martlets sing sae sweetly...

There are twa bonnie maidens, and three bonnie maidens Come owre the Minch, come owre the main With the wind for their way and the corry for their hame They are dearly welcome back to Skye once again Come along, come...

At the age of nineteen, I was digging the land With me brogues on me feet and me spade in me hand. Well says I to meself, 'What a pity to see Such a fine Kerry couldn't turf in Tralee.' With your Kerry-I-Ah, fa lal...

Now it fell about the Lammas tide, When the muir-men win their hay, The doughty Douglas bound him ride Into England, to drive a prey He chose the Gordons and the Graemes, The Lindesays, light and gay But the Jardines...

The news from Moidart cam yestreen, Will soon gar mony ferlie For ships o' war hae just come in, And landed royal Chairlie. Chorus: Come through the heather, around him gather, You're a' the welcomer early, Around...

I'll sing you my October song There is no song before it The words and tune are not my own My joy and sorrow bore it Beside the sea the brambly brier In the still of evening Birds fly out from behind the sun And with...

1. A man cam' riding oot the west one wild and stormy day He was tail, quiet and hungry, his eyes were smokey grey He was lean across the hurdies, but his shouders they were big The terror o' the hielan' glens that was...

Cauld winter was howlin' o'er moor and o'er mountain Wild was the surge on the dark rolling sea, When I met about daybreak a bonnie young lassie, Wha asked me the road and the miles to Dundee. Says I, "My young lassie,...

(chorus) Come now gather now, here where the flowers grow White is the blossom as the snow on the ben Hear now, freedom's call, we'll make a solemn vow Now by the roses o' Prince Charlie (chorus) Fight again at...

Speed bonnie boat like a bird on the wing Onward the sailors cry. Carry the lad that's born to be king Over the sea to Skye Loud the wind howls loud the waves roar Thunderclaps rend the air Baffled our foes stand by...

He was just a lonely tortoise looking for a home His tiny feet were blistered with the miles he had to roam I found him in a pet shop On his cheek there was a tear And painted on his little back Was 20 pence to clear...

As I laid out on a May mornin' By the Verdant Braes of Screen I stood my back to a leafy tree To view the dew on a far county The dew on a far green "Oh I'll not sit on the grass" she said "No lover will I be of thine...

There once was a very, very holy Vicar who was walking along the street one day When he heard a little voice saying excuse me Vicar Oh help me Vicar the voice did say The Vicar looked about but all he could see...

There was a wee cooper who lived in fife Nickety, nockety, noo, noo, noo And he had gotten a gentle wife Hey Willie Wallacky, hey John Dougall Alane quo rushety, roo, roo, roo She wouldnae bake, she wouldnae brew...