THE ROSE AND THE LINDSEY O'
Traditional

There was a woman who lived in the North
Aye wi the Rose and the Lindsey O'
She courted her Father's clerk
Down by the Greenwood Sidey O'

She's courted him a year and a day
Aye with the Rose and the Lindsey O'
Till her great belly did her betray
Down by the Greenwood Sidey O'

She's leaned her back against a tree
Aye wi the Rose and the Lindsey O'
Thinkin she might lighter be
Down by the Greenwood Sidey O'

She's leaned her back against a thorn
Aye wi the Rose and the Lindsey O'
Bonnie's the boys that she has born
Down by the Greenwood Sidey O'

She has taken out her wee pen knife
Aye with the Rose and the Lindsey O'
She has taken the bairnies lives
Down by the Greenwood Sidey O'

She's buried them neath a marble stone
Aye wi the Rose and the Lindsey O'
Thinkin to bring the maiden hame
Down by the Greenwood Sidey O'

She was lookin o'er father's castle wall
Aye wi the Rose and the Lindsey O'
She spied two bonnie boys playing at the ball
Down by the Greenwood Sidey O'

Bonnie boys if ye were mine
Aye wi the Rose and the Lindsey O'
I'd dress ye up in silks sae fine
Down by the Greenwood Sidey O'

Mother dear when we were thine
Aye wi the Rose and the Lindsey O'
Never saw no silks sae fine
Down by the Greenwood Sidey O'

Bonnie boys come tell to me
Aye wi the Rose and the Lindsey O'
What kind of death am I to die
Down by the Greenwood Sidey O'

Seven years a fish in the flood
Aye wi the Rose and the Lindsey O'
Seven years a bird in the wood
Down by the Greenwood Sidey O'

Seven years till the warning bell
Aye wi the Rose and the Lindsey O'
Seven years in the depths of hell
Down by the Greenwood Sidey O'


SHE'S CALLING ME
Miller/Norris

I walked these streets of Belfast
Wrote my name on the Peace wall
Cried for the Children who died there
Drank with a man from Donegal

Sang for a Lass from the Borders
Shared with Whiskey with my band
Shed a tear at Culloden
As I held my true love's hand

I've roamed these Isles, Roamed them one one an a'
From Inverness down to Gallowa
From Erin's Green that touches the sea
Caledonia, She's calling me
Caledonia, She's calling me


Shared a Pint with a lad from London
Made a toast to his new bride
Walked down a close in Edinburgh
To see where vampires hide

Saw a stag in the highlands
Dondered on the Isle of Skye
Rocked the Auld Scotia Bar
Made those Glasgow girls cry

CHORUS

Verse #1

CHORUS X 2


THE ANGEL'S SHARE
Miller/Norris

The lads are ready to let it go
Line up the pints, let the whiskey go
Raise a toast to our father's of the past
As they did year's ago when they were drunk right off their ass

Barman gie me a shot
The lads are goin on a tear
We'll take the Devil's Cut
And steal the Angel's Share


We'll dance a jig as the fiddler gives a shout
Billys on the table he gets punched in the mouth
Robbies on the bar doin the sporran dance
Tryin to impress the girls but the girls try not to glance

CHORUS

Verse #1

CHORUS X 2


LINDEN RISE
Traditional
Instrumental


MARY AND THE SOLDIER
Traditional


Far awa o'er yon hieland hills
There lives a comely maiden
She's gone out on a fine summer's morn
Just to watch all the soldier's paradin

And they looked sae neet And the looked sae braw
The drums they did rattle and the pipes they did blaw
Which caused young Mary to sigh and say
I'll follow the yound Hieland soldier



Mary dear Mary my pay is but sma'
And if on the battlefield  I should fa'
And you sae far from your own daddie's ha'
Just to follow the young hieland soldier

CHORUS

I have fifty pounds in store
I have a heart worth ten times more
I'll gie it all to the lad I adore
Just to follow the young hieland soldier

CHORUS

Verse #1

CHORUS X 2


A MAN'S A MAN
Robert Burns


Is there for honest Poverty That hings his head, an' a' that;
The coward slave-we pass him by,
We dare be poor for a' that!
For a' that, an' a' that.
Our toils obscure an' a' that,
The rank is but the guinea's stamp,
The Man's the gowd for a' that.

 Though on hamely fare we dine,
Wear hoddin grey, an' a that;
Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine;
A Man's a Man for a' that:
For a' that, and a' that,
Their tinsel show, an' a' that;
The honest man, tho' e'er sae poor,
Is king o' men for a' that.

 see yon birkie, ca'd a lord,
Who struts, an' stares, an' a' that;
Tho' hundreds worship at his word,
He's but a coof for a' that:
For a' that, an' a' that,
His ribband, star, an' a' that:
The man o' independent mind
He looks an' laughs at a' that.

A prince can mak a belted knight,
A marquis, duke, an' a' that;
But an honest man's abon his might,
Gude faith, he maunna fa' that!
For a' that, an' a' that,
Their dignities an' a' that;
The pith o' sense, an' pride o' worth,
Are higher rank than a' that.

Then let us pray that come it may,
(As come it will for a' that,)
That Sense and Worth, o'er a' the earth,
Shall bear the gree, an' a' that.
For a' that, an' a' that,
It's coming yet for a' that,
That Man to Man, the world o'er,
Shall brothers be for a' that.






JOHN RYAN'S POLKA
Instrumental
(Traditional)


CARRY ON
Miller/Norris

I climb that Mountain to get to the crown
Kicked in the gut and I fall back down
Pull myself up and I claw the ground
And start my way, my way back up again

Carry On me boys, Carry On
When life gets tough
Carry on Me boys, Carry On
I'm like a diamond in the rough


I wear this mask to hide my scars
Like a lonely man in a smokey bar
I'm not as angry as I seem
The past is gone but its still killing me

Chorus

I fight these battles raging in my mind
Feeling useless like a city in decline
I break my chains, I'm no longer blind
Every saint has a past and I'm trying to lose mine

Chorus x 2


AMERICAN STRANGER
Traditional

I'm a stranger to this country, from America I came
There's no one here  kens me or yet can tell my name
I came o'er tae this country tae wander for a while
Far frae my bonnie dearie, and monie's the weary mile

Some say that I am rakish, some say that I am wild
Some say that I am guilty the lassies tae beguile
But I will prove them lying folk if ye'll come alang wi' me
And be my leesome lassie on the plains o' Americay

Gie my regards tae Nancy wha lives on yonder hill
And likewise unto Betsy, she's the lass I like so well
But gie my love tae Maggie,  she's my heart's delight
I'll row her in my erms through a year lang winter's night


The ship that's on the saut saut sea maun sail without her sails
The wee wee fishies grow until they turn to muckle whales
In the middle o' the ocean  grows a rowan tree
Afore that I prove false tae her that's gi'en her love tae me

Chorus

 send me word my darlin' and westward I will sail
On a packet out of Leith my dear on a brisk and a pleasant gale
And when that I am landed, you'll plight your troth tae me
And we'll dance and sing thegether on the plains o' Americay

Chorus

BLACKLEG MINER
Traditonal

Oh, it's in the evening after dark
When the blackleg miner creeps to work
His moleskin pants and dirty shirt
There goes the blackleg miner

 

Well, he grabs his duds and down he goes
To hew the coal that lies below
There's not a woman in this town row
Will look at the blackleg miner

Oh, Delaval is a terrible place
They rub wet clay in the blackleg's face
And around the heaps they run a footrace
To catch the blackleg miner

So divvent gan near the Seghill mine
Across the way they stretch a line
To catch the throat, break the spine
On the dirty blackleg miner

So he grabbed his duds, his picks as well
And they hoy them down the pit of hell
Down you go and paid you well
You dirty blackleg miner

So join the union while you may
Don't wait till your dying day
For that may not be far away
You dirty blackleg miner

 
I'M A ROVER
Traditional

Though the night be as dark as dungeon, not a star can be seen above
I will be guided without a stumble, into the arms of my own true love
I walked up to her bedroom window, kneeling gently upon a stone
I rapped on her bedroom window, my darling dear do you lie alone

I'm a rover, seldom sober, I'm a rover of high degree
It's when I'm drinkin' I'm always thinkin' how to gain my love's company


She raised her head from her pillow With her arms acrossed her breast
Sayin who's at me bedroom window disturbing me at my long nights rest
It's me your own true lover, open the door please let me in
For I have come on a long nights journey and I'm near drenched to the skin

I'm a rover, seldom sober, I'm a rover of high degree
It's when I'm drinkin' I'm always thinkin' how to gain my love's company


She opened the door with the greatest pleasure, she opened the door and she let me in
They  shook hands and embraced each other, until the morning they lay as one
 My love I must  leave you,though the mountains be far above
I will climb them with the  greatest pleasure, since I've been with me only love

I'm a rover, seldom sober, I'm a rover of high degree
It's when I'm drinkin' I'm always thinkin' how to gain my love's company


BLACK IS THE COLOR
Traditional

Black is the color of my true love`s hair
Her lips are like some roses fair
 the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands.
I love the ground whereon she stands


I love my love and well she knows
I love the ground whereon she goes.
I whish the day it soon would come
When she and I will be as one

Black is the color of my true love`s hair
Her lips are like some roses fair
 the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands.
I love the ground whereon she stands


I go to Clyde to mourn and weep
But satisfied I could  never be
I'll write her a letter,  a few short lines
And suffer death ten thousand times

Black is the color of my true love`s hair
Her lips are like some roses fair
 the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands.
I love the ground whereon she stands



RUBY JAYNE
Norris

STREETS OF EDINBURGH
Miller/Norris

This is my city, I've been gone to Long
Edinburgh City, is where I belong
This is my city, why I sing this song
Edinburgh City is where I belong


I'll take you to the old town tonight
Cross the stony bridges where drunk lovers fight
You taste like whiskey, as I brush back your hair
Dredlocks in Binkies as music fills the air

Chorus

Walk with me where bravehearts fought
Where kings once stood and lovers lost
We'll kiss the wind on top of Arthur's seat
We'll walk 500 miles to the firth of forth in Leith

Chorus

I'll catch a glimpse of your lovely smile
As we dance with the buskers on the Royal mile
A whisp of a kiss A whisper in your ear
My hearts in the hielands but its also here

Chorus x 2


DONALD MacGILVARY
Traditional

Donald's gane up the hill hard and hungry, Donald comes down the hill wild and angry;
Donald will clear the gouk's nest cleverly,
Here's to the king and Donald Macgillavry.
Come like a weighbauk, Donald Macgillavry,
Come like a weighbauk, Donald Macgillavry,
Balance them fair, and balance them cleverly:
Off wi'the counterfeit, Donald Macgillavry.

Donald's run o'er the hill but his tether, man,
As he were wud, or stang'd wi' an ether, man;
When he comes back, there's some will look merrily:
Here's to King James and Donald Macgillavry.
Come like a weaver, Donald Macgillavry,
Come like a weaver, Donald Macgillavry,
Pack on your back, and elwand sae cleverly;
Gie them full measure, my Donald Macgillavry.

Donald has foughten wi' rief and roguery;
Donald has dinner'd wi banes and beggary,
Better it were for Whigs and Whiggery
Meeting the devil than Donald Macgillavry.
Come like a tailor, Donald Macgillavry,
Come like a tailor, Donald Macgillavry,
Push about, in and out, thimble them cleverly,
Here's to King James and Donald Macgillavry.

Donald's the callan that brooks nae tangleness;
Whigging and prigging and a'newfangleness,
They maun be gane: he winna be baukit, man:
He maun hae justice, or faith he'll tak it, man.
Come like a cobler, Donald Macgillavry,
Come like a cobler, Donald Macgillavry;
Beat them, and bore them, and lingel them cleverly,
Up wi' King James and Donald Macgillavry.

Donald was mumpit wi mirds and mockery;
Donald was blinded wi' blads o' property;
Arles ran high, but makings were naething, man,
Lord, how Donald is flyting and fretting, man.
Come like the devil, Donald Macgillavry,
Come like the devil, Donald Macgillavry;
Skelp them and scaud them that proved sae unbritherly,
Up wi King James and Donald Macgillavry!

JOHNNY JUMP UP
Traditional


I'll tell you a story that happened to me
One day as I went down to Youghal by the Sea
The sun it was bright and the day it was warm
Says I, "A quiet pint wouldn't do me no harm"

 

I went to the barman, I says, "Give me a stout"
the barman, "I'm sorry all the beer tis sold out
Try whiskey or vodka, ten years in the wood"
Says I, "I'll try cider, I heard that it's good"

Oh never, oh never, oh never again
I live to a hundred or a hundred and ten
I fell to the ground and I couldn't get up
After drinking a pint of the Johnny Jump Up

After lowering the third I headed straight for the yard
Where I bumped into Brophy the big civic guard
"Come here to me boy you know we're the law"
Well I upped with my fist and I shattered his jaw

He fell to the ground with his knees crumpled up
For t'wasnt I hit him t'was the johnny jump
And the next thing I met down in Youghal by the Sea
Was a cripple on crutches, and says he to me

"I'm afraid o' me life I'll be hit by a car
Would you help me across to the Railwayman's Bar"
And after three pints of that cider so sweet
He threw down his crutches and he danced on his feet

Oh never, oh never, oh never again
I live to a hundred or a hundred and ten
Cause I fell to the ground and I couldn't get up
After drinking a pint of the Johnny Jump Up

Now I went up the Lee Road a friend for to see
They call it the Madhouse in Cork by the Lee
But when I got up there, the truth I do to tell
They had the poor bugger locked up in his cell

Says the guard testing him, "Say these words if you can
'Around the rugged rocks the ragged rascal ran'"
"Tell them I'm not crazy, tell them I'm not mad
T'was only six pints of that cider I had"

Now a man died in the Union by the name of McNabb
They washed him and placed him outside on a slab
And after the coroner his measurements did take
His wife took him home to a bloody fine wake

'Twas about twelve o'clock and the beer it was high
The corpse he sat up and he says with a sigh
I can't get to heaven, they won't let me up
'Til I bring them a pint of the Johnny Jump Up

Oh never, oh never, oh never again
If I live to a hundred or a hundred and ten
'Cause I fell to the ground and I couldn't get up
After drinking a pint of the Johnny Jump Up
(2x)

 

THE DRUNKEN PIPER
Traditional

ALBA GU BRATH
Miller/Norris
 
Banned from this island, forced to leave this land
They look down their noses, as they raise a striking hand
They try to break my back, my spirit and my pride
I'm bound for America on that rolling tide

Pump your fist in the air
Standing proud and tall
We're Scots Americans
ALBA GU BRATH
!

They call me white trash, a hoodlum and a punk
No celtic need apply as they call me a dirty drunk
Is that a woman's skirt, that makes me really pissed
You're not scottish , well meet my Scottish fist

Chorus

Now I play my music in these Irish Pubs
Where a little weasel says its 10 we're now a club
They want a DJ, not your scottish crap
Ok wee man, here's my Scottish rap

Chorus

Eejits in the homeland jokes yanks in kilts
I have tartan rights, my father's blood was spilt
They won't change me, to Scotland I am true
Waive St. Andrew's flag wi the Red, white and blue

Chorus x 2




THE DIAMOND
Traditional


The Diamond is a ship me lads
For the Davis Straits she's bound
the Quay it is all garnished
With bonnie lassies round
Captain Thompson gives the order
To sail the ocean wide
the sun will never sets me lads
til darkness steals the sky

Chorus:
And it's cheer up, me lads
Let your hearts never fail
For the bonnie ship The Diamond
Goes a-fishing for a whale


Along the quay at Peterhead
Those lassies stand around
Wi' their shawls pulled about them
And salt tears runnin' down
don't you weep, me bonnie lass
Though you be left behind
For the rose will grow on Greenland's ice
Before we change our mind

Here's a health to The Resolution
Likewise the Eliza Swan
Here's a health to the Battler of Montrose
And The Diamond ship of fame
We wear the trousers of the white
the jackets of the blue
When we return to Peterhead
We'll hae sweethearts anew

It'll be bright both day and night
When the Greenland lads come home
With a ship that's full of oil me lads
And money to our name
We make the cradles for to rock
Blankets for to tear
Every lass in Peterhead
Sings hush a bye may dear


UNBROKEN
Miller/Norris
 

We are coming down from the Highlands
With our swords in our hands
Meet Wallace at Stirling Bridge
We'll make a final stand
 
They try to take our freedom
Our daughters and our wives
We are the Guardians of Scotland
We will defend her with our lives
 
Chorus
 
     THERE'S A STORM IN THE NORTH
      ANDREW MORAY HAS SPOKEN
      BREAK THE TYRANT'S REIGN
      WE ARE A PEOPLE UNBROKEN
 
They woke the sleeping lion
Can you hear the mighty roar
We follow the Moray and Wallace
We are knockin on England's door
 
Sons and daughters of Scotland
The clans they will unite
Hielands and Lowlands
We'll stand back to back for this fight
 
Chorus
 
The Tyrant's army is coming
To spill our Scottish Blood
Standing Tall and Proud
Awaiting the Sassanach's Flood
 
Our eyes look to the south
As we stand near this bridge
This is not Dunbar
We are a Scots Savage
 
 
Chorus
 
Verse #1
 
Chorus x 2


ALBA GU BRATH
Miller/Norris

MOLLY MALONE
Traditional

In Dublin's fair city, where the girls are so pretty
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone
As she wheeled her wheelbarrow through streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O!

A-live a-live O! A-live a-live O!
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O!


She was a fishmonger and sure it was no wonder
For so were her father and mother before
And they both wheeled their barrows through streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O!

A-live a-live O! A-live a-live O!
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O!


She died of a fever and no one could save her
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone
Now her ghost wheels her barrow through streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O!

A-live a-live O! A-live a-live O!
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O!
A-live a-live O! A-live a-live O!
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O!




P STANDS FOR PATTY
Traditional

As I went out one May morning to take a pleasant walk
Well, I sat m'self down by an old faill wall just to hear two lovers talk
To hear two lovers talk, my dear, to hear what they might say
So I might know a little more about love before I sail away

Chorus (after each verse):
And it's P stands for Paddy, I suppose, J for my love, John
W stands for false Willie, Johnny is the fairest man
Johnny's the fairest man, my dear, Johnny's the fairest man
I don't care what anybody says, Johnny is the fairest man


come sit beside me, beside me on the green
It's been three quarters of a year or more since together we have been
Together we have been, my dear, together we have been
It's been three quarters of a year or more since together we have been

I'll no sit beside you, not now nor at any other time
I hear you have another little girl, and your heart's no longer mine
Your heart's no longer mine, my dear, your heart's no longer mine
I hear you have another little girl, and your heart's no longer mine

I'll go climb the tall, tall tree, and rob the wild bird's nest
When I come down, I'll go straight home to the girl that I love best
To the girl that I love best, me dear, to the girl that I love best
When I come down, I'll go straight home to the girl that I love best

As I went out one May morning to take a pleasant walk
I sat m'self down by an old faill wall just to hear two lovers talk
to hear two lovers talk, me dear, to hear what they might say
So that I might know a little more about love before I sail away

 

GALLOWA HILLS
Traditional

I'll tak' my plaidie contented to be,
A wee bittie kilted abune my knee,
An' I'll gie my pipes another blaw,
I'll gang oot o'er the hills tae Gallowa'.

Chorus:
the Gallowa' hills are covered wi' broom,
Wi' heather bells in bonnie bloom,
Wi' heather bells an' rivers a'
I'll gang oot o'er the hills tae Gallowa'.


say bonnie lassie will ye come wi' me
share your lot in a far country
share your lot when a foow dow'
I'll gang oot ower the hills tae Gallowa'.

Chorus

I'll sell my rock, an' I'll sell my reel,
I'll sell my granny's spinning wheel,
I sell them a' when a fa's doon
I'll gang oot ower the hills tae Gallowa'.

CHORUS X 2
 


THE NIGHT PATTY MURPHY DIED
Traditional

Oh the night that Paddy Murphy died, is a night I'll never forget
Some of the boys got loaded drunk, and they ain't got sober yet;
As long as a bottle was passed around every man was feelin' gay
O'Leary came with the bagpipes, some music for to play

[Chorus:]

That's how they showed their respect for Paddy Murphy
That's how they showed their honour and their pride;
They said it was a sin and shame and they winked at one another
And every drink in the place was full the night Pat Murphy died


As Mrs. Murphy sat in the corner pouring out her grief
Kelly and his gang came tearing down the street
They went into an empty room and a bottle of whiskey stole
They put the bottle with the corpse to keep that whiskey cold

[Chorus]

About two o'clock in the morning after empty'ing the jug
Doyle rolls up the ice box lid to see poor Paddy's mug
We stopped the clock so Mrs. Murphy couldn't tell the time
And at a quarter after two we argued it was nine

[Chorus]

They stopped the hearse on George Street outside Sundance Saloon
They all went in at half past eight and staggered out at noon
They went up to the graveyard, so holy and sublime
Found out when they got there, they'd left the corpse behind!

[Chorus]

Oh the night that Paddy Murphy died, is a night I'll never forget
Some of the boys got loaded drunk and they ain't been sober yet;
As long as a bottle was passed around every man was feelin' gay
O'Leary came with the bagpipes, some music for to play

[Chorus]


LOCH LOMOND
Traditional

O wither away, my bonnie Mae
Sae late and sae far in the gloamin
The mist gather gray on Moorland and braes
O wither sae far are you roamin'


By yon bonnie banks and by yon bonnie braes,
Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomon'.
where me and my true love were ever wont to be
On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lomon'.

Chorus:
ye'll tak' the high road and I'll tak the low road,
An' I'll be in Scotland afore ye;
But me and me true love will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lomon'.


'Twas there that we parted in yon shady glen,
On the steep, steep side o' Ben Lomon',
Where in the purple hue the Hieland hills we view,
An' the moon comin' out in the gloamin'.

(chorus)

The wee birdies sing and the wild flow'rs spring,
And in sunshine the waters are gleamin;
But the broken heart it kens nae second spring again,
but the waefu' may cease frae their greetin'

(chorus) x 3



JACOBITES BY NAME
Traditional


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. you shall hear
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. For to draw
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. bloody war
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, afore the rising sun
And leave a man alone to his fate. to his fate
Leave a man alone to his fate


ROVER
Hill

CAMDENTOWN
Traditional

As I went down to London town
early one christmas morning
Cross the bridge at Waterloo
And headed North to Camden
In Camdentown there lives a man
Though but he complains
Ever since the night began
Til the dawnin of the day

Won't you come down, come on down
Come on Down to Camdentown
Come on down to Camdentown
And sing with me in the mornin
'

I've sailed across your waters dark
seen you from the sky
I tunnelled underneath your heart
And still you pass me by
When I hear your music sound
Your Laughter on the rain
You'll find me down in Camden Town
Where I'll start again

Wind is high, the oceans' deep
Sometimes I sit and wonder
Rain comes down in London town
Road goes on forever
When I have no teeth no shame
no Banjos for to rattle
You'll find down in Camden town
Before I sail for battle




HIGH ROAD TO GAIRLOCH
Traditional
(Bagpipe)




THE SCOTLAND SET
Traditional
(Bagpipe)
Hieland Laddie/A Man's a Man/Barnyards




RAISE YOUR GLASSES
Miller/Norris

C'mon boys let's go tonight
Beer is flowin' we'll drink all night
Bring your pints and gather 'round
Line 'em up we'll knock them down

Chorus
Raise your glasses say a toast
To the lassies' Father and the Holy Ghost
Three Hail Marys and Holy Be
For Scotland, Ireland, and AmeriKay

The whiskey's smooth and beer is good
Robbie is downin' 'em like he said he would
Fergus is drinkin' lots of Stout
Eyein' a lassie he dreams about

Chorus

Band starts up with fiddles and pipes
Kilts are flyin' we'll dance all night
The priest says there's no Guinness in Hell
Rielly says we need more cowbell

Chorus

Parker twins they stumble and fall
The bartender yells out "last call"
Sun shines through the window bright
We'll all be back next Saturday night

Chorus

Verse 1

Chorus x2



SEVEN WHITE PONIES
Miller/Norris

Does she notice when I stare
Does she know that I am there
I want her so bad
Visions of her in my dreams
Want to love her like a queen
Can't get her out of my head

Chorus
Want her 'til the close of time
Gonna ask her to be mine
Come escape with me
Want her 'til the close of time
Gonna ask her to be mine
I saw seven white ponies


She takes my breath when she walks by
She's the brightest star in the sky
Come be with me my love
Make you happy is my goal
Your love is deep within my soul
Feel my beating heart

Chorus

Want a chance to show you dear
Life is happy with no tears
Laughter every day
Babe I want you 'til the end
My lover and my best friend
Our lives are one

Chorus x2



LET HER DANCE
Norris

This girl has paid her dues, the weekend's finally here
Time to toast to life with whiskey, rum, and beer
She's gotta move her feet, no worries here tonight
She's kickin' to the beat

Chorus
Let her dance, dance, dance
Let her dance, dance, dance
 

The Reign has started with jigs and rockin' reels
She starts spinnin', dancin' on her heels
She's the life of the party, the flower in the room
She's the lady in the moon

Chorus

Eyes like diamonds as she glides across the floor
The bagpipes are wailin' as she yells out "ONE MORE!"
Every guy wants her, to make love to her all night
All she wants to do is dance

Chorus x2



GALWAY GIRL
Earle

I took a stroll on the old long walk
On a day -I-ay-I-ay
I met a little girl and we stopped to talk
On a fine soft day -I-ay
And I ask you, friend, what's a fella to do
If her hair was black and her eyes were blue
And I knew right then I'd be takin' a whirl
'Round the Salthill Prom with a Galway girl

We were halfway there when the rain came down
On a day -I-ay-I-ay
She asked me up to her flat downtown
On a fine soft day -I-ay-
And I ask you, friend, what's a fella to do
If her hair was black and her eyes were blue
I took her hand and I gave her a twirl
And I lost my heart to a Galway girl

When I woke up I was all alone
With a broken heart and a ticket home
And I ask you now, what would you do
If her hair was black and her eyes were blue
See I've traveled around been all over this world
Boys I ain't never seen nothin' like a Galway girl

I took a stroll on the old long walk
On a day I ay-I ay
I met a little girl and we stopped to talk
On a fine soft day I-ay
I took her hand and I gave her a twirl
And I lost my heart to a Galway girl



HEY
Norris

Been trying to write the perfect song
The one that’s gonna make the world go ‘round
Bringing brotha’s and sista’s together
Just trying to make it better

Chorus
Everybody say – hey
Everybody say - hey
Everybody say – hey
Everybody say – hey


Can’t seem to find the right things to sing about
Looking for that one thing to shout about
Maybe just getting people to sing together
Just might pull us out of this stormy weather

Chorus

Looking for that smart part
Can’t seem to find it
So I guess I’m just gonna play
and everybody say hey

So I just chose to write about nothing
‘Cause it just might end up being something
And making friends everywhere I go
Everybody join in and be part of the show
And everybody say hey



ISLE OF SKYE
Miller/Norris

Walkin' down the ole' road to the mountainside
I look in your soul by the look in your eye
Mist drifts around on the loch like smoke
So much is said not a work is spoke

Chorus
Do you remember
When we held eachother tight
Do you remember
Makin' love in the moonlight
On the mountain so high
On the Isle of Skye


Stumblin' through life lookin' for my heart's key
You came along and you opened it for me
As the clouds drift by in the heavens above
I whisper sweet things declaring our love

Chorus

Life goes on, our love is like no other
You are my wife, my wee bairn's mother
Late at night sleeping sounds I hear
I saw these words as I kiss you my dear

Chorus x2



IT'S YOURS
Hill

RUN RUNAWAY
Slade

I like black and white
Dreaming in black and white
You like black and white
Run runaway

Chorus
See chameleon lying there in the sun
All things to everyone
Run runaway


You're in the swing
Mud in everything
You're in the swing
Run runaway

Chorus

You’re in the soft
Don't beat about the bush
You’re in the soft
Run runaway

Chorus x2

Oh let her wait
Come, come, let her wait
Oh let her wait
Run runaway

Chorus

Verse 1

Chorus x2



STAR OF THE COUNTY DOWN
Traditional

In Banbridge town in the County Down
One morning last July
Down the Boreen Green came a sweet Colleen
And she smiled as she passed me by
She looks so sweet from her two bare feet
 To the sheen of her nut-brown hair
Such a coaxing elf sure I shook meself
To see if I was really there

Chorus
From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay
From Galway to Dublin town
No maid I've seen like a brown Colleen
That I've met at the County Down


As she onward sped, sure I shook my head
And I says with a feeling rare
And I says "say I" to a passeryby
"Who's the maid with the nut-brown hair?"
And he smiles at me and he says says he
"That's the gem in old Ireland's crown"
That's Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann
She's the star of the County Down

Chorus

At the County Fair she'll by surely there
And I'll dress in me Sunday clothes
With me hat cocked right and me shoes shone bright
And a smile from my nut-brown Rose
No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke
'Til me plow is a rust color brown
'Til the smiling bride by my own fireside
Sits the Star of the County Down

Chorus x2



HIGHLAND REIGN ANTHEM
Mark Emery


I never meant to cause you any sorrow
I never meant to cause you any pain
I only want to see you at Nine Irish Brothers
I only want to see you laughing in the Highland Reign

Chorus
Highland Reign, Highland Reign
Highland Reign, Highland Reign
Highland Reign, Highland Reign
Only want to see you baby in the Highland Reign


Jerry O'Brien I don't want to be your weekend lover
I just want to be some kind of friend
Alex, I can never steal you from another
Such a shame St. Patrick's Day had to end

Chorus

I know the times, the times are a changin'
It's time you reach out to Nine Irish Brothers
That means you too
You say you want a Guinness, I think you better chug it
Raise your hands in the air
Sing along with Highland Reign

Chorus x2








 

Barnyards of Delgaty
Traditional


As I cam' in by Turra Market,
Turra Market for to fee,
I fell in wi' a farmer’s child,
The Barnyards of Delgaty.

Chorus
Lintin addie toorin addie,
Lintin addie toorin ee,
Lintin lowrin, lowrin, lowrin,
The barnyards of Delgaty.


He promised me the ain best pair
Ever I set my eyes upon,
When I got out to the barnyard
naething there but skin and bone

The auld black mare sat on its rump,
The auld black mare lay on her wime.
all that I could "Hup" and crack,
They wouldna rise at yokin' time.

When I gae to church on Sunday,
Mony's the bonnie lass I see,
Sitting by her faither's side
winkin o'er the pews at me.

When I drink I can’t be drunk,
I can fight I can’t be slain,
I can shag another man's lass,
And aye be welcome to my ain.

The candle now it is brunt oot,
snotter's fairly on the wane.
fare ye weel ye Barnyards
Ye'll never catch me here aga



Bedlam Boys
Words and Music Traditional


For to see my Tom of Bedlam, 10,000 miles I'd travel
Mad Maudlin goes on dirty toes, to save her shoes from gravel.

Still I sing bonnie boys, bonnie mad boys,
Bedlam boys are bonnie
For they all go bare and they live in the air,
they want no drink nor money.

I went down to Satin's kitchen, for to beg me food one morning
There I got souls piping hot, on the spit a turning. .

My staff has murdered giants, my bag a long knife carries
to cut mince pies from children's thighs, which to feed the fairies. .

No gypsy slut nor doxy, shall take Mad Tom from me
I'll drink all night, the fray I'll fight, the fray will well become me.

It's next I have murdered, the Man-In-The-Moon to powder
His staff I'll break, his dog I'll bake, they'll yell no demon louder.

First Verse



Neath a Scottish Sky
Miller/Norris


Take my hand my lassie, arm and arm we go
Journey to the mountain where the blueberries grow
Sing a happy tune, our beating hearts will dance
thru the glen we go to share a scots romance

CHORUS
To be with you forever watchin the time go by
Makin love in the heather Neath a Scottish Sky


Birds are singing sweetly sun is shining bright
Broom is brightly yellow oh what a beautiful sight
I'll make a bed of flowers as the sea wind blows
watch the sky in your eyes, reflect Ben Nevis snow

Sun sinks in the west, don't be sad my dear
Tomorrow is another day don't shed a bonnie tear

Take my hand my lassie, arm and arm we go
Journey to the mountains where the blueberries grow

CHORUS



MAGGIE'S SONG
Norris
INSTRUMENTAL




PLAID TO THE BONE
Miller/Norris


 Grandma is Irish, Daddy is a Scot
I was born in America, Celtic I was taught
Alba and Erin are the two I love so best
St. Andrew and Patrick share my family crest


Chorus

You can take me as I am, as I stand here alone
I'm a Scot-Irishman, I am Plaid to the bone


Army boots and tartan down to my knee
If you cut my body I will bleed Irish green
Bagpipes and kilts and shamrocks in my hat
Best of both worlds is how I roll like that

·
Chorus

From Glasgow to Inverness to the Royal Mile
Minnesota, Mississip, they play our celtic style
The trads they don't like us we don't fit in their box
Po mogh thoin you bastard this is Scot Irish Rock!

Chorus

1st Verse



LASS OF FYVIE
Traditional


There once was a troop of Irish dragoon
Come marchin down thru Fyvie O
The captain fell in love with a pretty bonnie lass
Her name she cried was pretty peggy O

Come down the stairs pretty Peggy my dear
Come down the stairs Pretty Peggy o
Come down the stairs comb back your yellow hair
Bid farewell to your Mammy O


I never did intend a soldier's lady for to be
A soldier will never enjoy me o
I never did intend to go to a foreign land
I never will marry a soldier o

The colonel cried mount boys mount boys mount
The captain he cried Tarry O
Tarry for awhile or another day or twa
See if this bonnie lass will marry O

Green grows the birks on Bonnie Ethanside
Low lie the lowlands of Fyvie O
The Captain's name was Ned and he died for a maid
He died for the soldier lass of Fyvie

Verse #1



HIGHLAND WHISKEY
(Whiskey before Breakfast/Whiskey in the Jar)
Traditional


As I was going over the Cork and Kerry Mountains
I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was countin'
I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier
I said "Stand and deliver or the devil he may take ya" 

Chorus
 Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar


I took all of his money it was a pretty penny
I took all of his money and I brought it home to Molly
She swore that she loved me never would she leave me
But the devil take that woman, yeah, for you know she treats me easy

Chorus

Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber
Takin' my Molly with me, but I never knew the danger
For about six or maybe seven in walked Captain Farrell
I jumped up, fired my pistols, and I shot him with both barrels

Chorus

Now some men like a fishin', but some men like the fowlin'
Some men like to hear, to hear the cannonball a-roarin'
But me, I like sleepin', `specially in my Molly's chamber
But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain, yeah

Chorus



MACPHERSON'S RANT

Traditional

Farewell ye dungeons dark and strong,
Farewell, farewell tae thee,
MacPhersons life will no be lang,
On yonder gallow's tree

It was by a woman's treachorous hands,
 I was condemned to dee,
And below a windowsill I stood,
and a blanket she threw o'er me

Chorus
Sae rantingly, sae wantonly,
Ans sae dauntingly gaed he,
He played a tune and he danced around
Below the gallow's tree


The Lord of Grant Oh that Hieland Saint
Was first to lay  hands on me
He played his cause on Peter Broon
Ach! Let MacPherson dee

Come take these bands from off my hands
And give to me my sword
There's no other man in all Scotland
Who'll brave him at his word

Now there's some who's come to see me hung
And some to buy my fiddle
But before I part with her
I'll break her thru the middle

Chorus

Oh what did my mother think
When first she cradled me
That I would be a rovin blade
Be hung from that tree

The reprieve was comin from the brig of Banf
To set MacPherson Free
But they put the clock a quarter o four
They hung him from that tree

Chorus



THE GARDENS OF SKYE/LORD LOVAT'S LAMENT
Traditional
(Bagpipe)




ANGEL
Miller/Norris

I sing my songs of longing, proud anthems in the night
Lonely sad ballads as I drink another pint
This whiskey scarred voice will sing one more tune
Last call is echoed when she walks in the room

Chorus
She looks like an angel, wind blowin thru her hair
She looks like an angel, silky skin so fair


I cannot believe this sight I see, an angel stands right before me

I've travelled this world o'er, exotic ports I've been
There's nothing more beautiful than this Angel of the wind
I stared in amazement as she gave me a glance
I lost my breath when she started to dance

Chorus

She spread her wings and she danced in the air
As the tune ended she pulled back her dark hair
I closed my eyes this was no dream
I woke the next morning, the Angel lies next to me

Chorus







SOUTH AUSTRALIA
Traditional


In South Australia I was born, heave away, haul away
In South Australia, 'round Cape Horn, bound for South Australia

Chorus
Haul away you rolling king, heave away, haul away
Haul away, you'll hear me sing, bound for South Australia


As I walked out one morning fair, heave away, haul away
'Twas there I met Miss Nancy Blair, bound for South Australia

Chorus

I shook her up I shook her down, heave away, haul away
Shook her up and down the town, bound for South Australia

Chorus

There one thing that does grieve my mind, heave away, haul away
Leavin' Nancy Blair behind, bound for South Australia

Chorus

As we wallop round Cape Horn, heave away, haul away
Wished to Christ you've never been born, bound for South Australia

Chorus x2



THE SCOTSMAN'S KILT
Mike Cross
Vic-Ray Publishing


A Scotsman clad in kilt left the bar one evening fair
One could tell by the way he walked he drunk more than his share
He stumbled round until he could no longer keep his feet
Then he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street
Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh ring di diddly I oh
He stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street

About that time two young and pretty lasses happend by
One says to the other with a twinkle in her eye
See young sleeping Scotsman so strong and handsome built
I wonder if it's true what they don't wear beneath their kilt
Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh ring di diddly I oh
I wonder if it's true what they don't wear beneath their kilt

They crept up on the sleeping Scotsman quiet as could be
They lifted up his kilt about an inch so they could see
And there behold, for them to view, beneath his Scottish skirt
Was nothing more than God has graced him with upon his birth
Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh ring di diddly I oh
Was nothing more than God has graced him with upon his birth

They marveled for a moment, then one said we must be gone
Let's leave a present for our friend, before we move along
As a gift they left a blue silk ribbon, tied into
A bow around the bonnie star, the Scots kilt did lift and show
Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh ring di diddly I oh
A bow around the bonnie star, the Scots kilt did lift and show

The Scotsman woke to nature's call and stumbled to a tree
He lifts up his kilt and gawks at what he sees
And in a startled voice he says what before me eyes.
O lad I don't know where you been I see you've won first prize
Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh ring di diddly I oh
O lad I don't know where you've been I see you've won first prize



BROTHER
Miller/Norris


When we were young lads playin out among the heather
Fightin invisible redcoats no clansmen was any better
We were Wallace and Bruce as we looked at one another
We drew our swords of sticks said listen to me brother

Chorus
Brother, I got your back
I will not let you fall
Brother, I got your back
All you gotta do is call


When Charlie came we went off to fight his war
From Prestonpans, Falkirk to Culloden Moor
Before each Highland Charge we said a prayer for our mother
We drew our swords and targe said listen to me brother

Chorus

We made our way back to the beautiful bonnie glen
To see the smoking ashes where our houses have been
We gathered up the clansmen to America to start a new life
To raise a family with a beautiful bonnie wife

Chorus

Thirty years later started talkin about bein free
Like we did long ago in Scotland that ended in misery
We dusted off our swords to fight for our new country
With our sons followin behind us my brother said to me

Chorus x2



REAL MEN WEAR KILTS
Miller/Norris


Yo Yo lads come and listen to me
I got the secret for female ecstacy
Don't be scared and don't be shy
Watch the girls stare as you walk by

Chorus
Put a bonnet on your head and a kilt on your knee
She's gonna say that you look sexy
You'll turn their heads and make their hearts melt
All the girls will scream "Real Men Wear Kilts"
Real Men Wear Kilts


From the East to the West, sea to shining sea
No more restrictions your gonna feel free
Talk with a brogue dance a Scottish lilt
You'll break their hearts with a swing of your kilt

Chorus

You'll be Cassanova, Romeo and Don Juan
Like Sean Connery as James Bond
You'll get all the girls if you listen to me
Put that Scottish kilt upon your bonnie knee

Chorus

Verse #1

Chorus x2



ANGUS THE HIGHWAYMAN
Miller/Bellner


Chorus
My name is Angus the Highwayman
Trying to make a livin anyway I can
Hide your gold and silver before I get to you
Hide your wives and daughters I'll take them too


My father was a begger, my mother was a whore
I was conceived on a dirty wooden floor
I was born with two flintlocks in my hand
I said I am the Highwayman

Chorus

I wear a black patch over my left eye
If you cross me you probably will die
My hair and beard is greasy, no bath for thiry days
If you come my way I'll make you pay

Chorus

I robbed a British officer, shot him till he was dead
Now there's a hundred pounds on my Scottish head
They came after me with soldiers and cavalry in their band
I said I am the Highwayman

Chorus

So when your horse and coach go down the road to Edinborotoon
Have your driver look out by the moon
I'll be waiting with me pistol and claymore in my hand
I'll yell STOP I am the Highwayman

Chorus x2



DIRTY HAGGIS
Miller/Norris


When I was a laddie a longtime ago
I came from a city called Glasgow
Day after Burn's night behind the pub
I saw a beggarman a diggin for his grub

Chorus
I want Dirty Haggis
Oh Oh Oh
I want Dirty Haggis
Oh Oh Oh


As I grew saw him all the time
A lost soul in the street what was his crime
Where was his family what brought him to this life
Did he have children or a lovely wife

Chorus

I became a man goin thru the grind
A stressful life you can lose your mind
My mind drifts back to the beggarman
Did he face the problems that I am

Chorus

I saw in the paper that the beggarman died
Left no family left no one to cry
Went to his grave to play my pipes
To the memory of the Haggis and the beggarman life

Chorus x2



SHILLELAGH FLOGGIN'
Bellner


When I was a young lad back in ole Ireland
My father tried to teach me how to be a man
I learned my lesson well on how I should not be
I still remember how it went here's what he said to me

Chorus
Oh It's Shillelagh Floggin time come on and join the fun
Oh, It's Shillelagh Floggin time it's fun for everyone
When it's Shillelagh Floggin time you'll know just what to do
Shillelagh Floggin time is fun for everyone but you


Well I remember the old days when I was in school
My teacher didn't like me she thought I was a fool
I know she didn't like me for almost every day
She would pull me to the side and this is what she'd say

Chorus

And now I am a man with a wife and children three
I've never been so happy nover thought that this could be
There is one thing about them that I could do without
Everyday when I come home they began to shout

Chorus

Oh I like to sit and wonder when the time will come
And my days alive on Earth ever will be done
I lon for the comfort that my death will bring
So I'll never have to hear those ****** words again!

Chorus x2



TOGETHER FOREVER
Norris


As I look at you, asleep on your pillow
I chase the wisp of hair from your brow, to see closed eye
I lay my face next to yours, and watch you as you sleep
I feel your breath, warm against my cheek


Chorus
Cause you are my sweet love
You and I will be in love
Ah, Ah, Together (Forever)
Ah, Ah, Forever


When you hold my hand, I feel that certain touch
When you kiss my lips, that touch is too much
And when I stand next to you, a chill goes down my spine
And when I'm holding you, I know you're mine

Chorus

(Lead Bridge)

Chorus



SCOTTISH ROSE
Miller/Norris


Chorus
Will she remember me
As I marched off to the war
Will she remember me
As I hear the cannon's roar


I saw the tears go down when the Colonel said to go
She was my bonnie lassie my beautiful Scottish Rose
We sailed for the America to fight the French for our king
I wonder if I'll see her again as I touched our wedding ring

Chorus

We charged with bagpipes and swords our battle flags filled the wind
Then a musket ball hit me I fell in the Pennsylvania glen
As I lay there bleeding and gasping I lost feeling down below
I can see my bonnie lassie my beautiful Scottish Rose

Chorus

Back home in Scotland my wife's heavy with child
As I lay in the forests of America wooded, green and wild
When the baby came he had, he had my eyes was told
Now I know I will be remembered by my beautiful Scottish Rose

Chorus x2



BANSHEE
Miller/Norris


Chorus
She's a Banshee She's after me
She's a Banshee I wanta scream
She's a Banshee I don't know what to do
She's stolen my heart and now she's after you


I saw her on the way to Dublin town
Dancin' along she made no sound
I was mystified by green eyes and brown hair
Now I'm bewitched and I don't care

Chorus

I promised her all the jewels and gold
When she kissed my lips my heart turned cold
Says she love me like no other woman
Caught in her darkness like sinking sand

Chorus

I saw her on the arms of a lad
Dancin' along she's driving me mad
I lunged at him put my knife in his chest
She smiled at me you passed my test

Chorus

I find myself on the hangman's noose
This I did not I did not choose
She saw me and she's laughing at me
Blinded my beauty I could not see

Chorus x2



ROWDY SOUL
Traditional


Chorus
I'm a rowdy soul, I'm a rowdy soul
I don't care whether I work or not
I'm a rowdy soul, a rowdy soul
I don't care whether I work or not


Come here dog and get your bone
Tell me what shoulder do you want it on
Penn off and a penny on
One more load and I'll be gone

Chorus

I didn't plant no corn this year
Didn't plant no beans or tomatores
I didn't plant no corn this year
But damn them Irish potatoes

Chorus

I saw the Captain's coat
Just a hangin up on the wall
I stole the captain's coat
And I wore it to the fancy dress ball

Chorus

Next time I build my house
Gonna build my chimney higher
Mud, dauber, swarm around
Gonna put me out of that fire

Chorus

Pass that jug around dear son
I'll tell you a story
About things with claws that scratch and bite
Like women mean and whorey

Chorus x2



HOMELAND
Miller/Norris


Lookin out acreoss the heather moor
Where I played and I laughed before
Foreced to leave this country so dear
To foreign lands and unknown fears, I miss my

Chorus
Homeland where I was born
Beneath the mountains and the misty shore
Where my father fought and died
Where the sisters and the mothers cry


Watchin the shoreline drop out of sight
Ridin' the waves thru the rainy night
With my wife beneath the ship ropes
Full of love and full of hope , for our

Chorus

In the distance it's America I see
Our new home in the land of the free
Full of bounty no winters of lean
No IRA, no kings or queens

Winter shadows enter into my life
I think of Ireland and all of her strife
When they put me in my grave
I'm so glad it's in America, this is my

Chorus x2

HOMELAND x3



RUN TO THE BATTLE
Norris


As I head into battle with shied and sword and spear
My gallant foe is ready I may lose my life I fear
Today we fight unto they die for country and our home
If I survive when this is over oppressed we''ll be no more

Chorus
And I'll run to the battle to fight unto the end
Yes, I'll run to the battle
God save my soul again
To fight again


A thousand claymores I can muster, Battle cry sounds through the glen
The pipes they gather in clusters when I'm at the head of my men
Bright swords in the sunlight clashing sparks are in the sky
I wear my targe to protect me so I will not die

Chorus

I feel the sword within me
Life pouring from my side
A martyr that I will be
My soul will never die

Chorus x2



JOHNNY COPE
Traditional


Cope sent a challenge to Dunbar,
Sayin "Charlie meet me if ye daur;
I'll learn ye the airt o' war,
If ye'll meet me here in the mornin.

Chorus
Hey! Johnnie Cope are ye waukin' yet?
Are your drums a-beating yet?
If you were waukin' I wad wait,
Tae gang tae the coals in the mornin


When Charlie read the letter upon,
He drew his sword his scabbard from,
Follow me, my merry men,
Meet Johnnie Cope in the mornin.

Chorus

When Johnnie Cope he heard o' this,
He thocht it wouldna be amiss,
Tae hae a horse in readiness,
Tae flee awa in the mornin.

Chorus

Hey fye Johnnie, get up an' rin,
The Hieland bagpipes mak' a din,
Better sleep in a hale o' skin,
It will be a bluidie mornin.

Chorus

When Johnnie Cope tae Berwick cam,
They cried at him, "Where are your men"
The devil confound me gin I ken,
I left them awa in the mornin."

Chorus x2



TROOPER AND THE MAID
Traditional


A trooper lad came here last nicht a ridin`he was weary.
A trooper lad came here last nicht the moon shone bright and clearly
She's ta'en the trooper by the hand an` led him to her chamber,
She`s gave him breid and wine to drink, the wine it was like amber

Chorus
Lassie, I'll lie near ye now lassie, I'll lie near ye,
Far away your ribbons reel, the morning` ere I leave you.


She made her bed baith wide and long, made it like a lady.
She's ta`en her wee coat o'er her heid says, “Trooper, are ye ready?”
He's ta'en off his big top coat likewise his hat and feather
Ta'en his broadsword from his side, now he's down beside her

Chorus

It's when ye come back again my young dear soldier laddie ?
It's when ye come back again you'll be your bairnie's daddy ?
Hold your tongue my bonnie lass don't let this partin grieve ya
When heather cowes grow ousen bowes then I'll come and see ya

Chorus

Verse #1

Chorus x2