My Harry was a gallant gay, LYRICS BY Walter Scott with music by Robert Burns
[Em]My Harry was a gallant gay fu' [D]stately strode he on the plain
[Em]Now he's banish'd far away I'll [G]never [D]see him [Em]back again
Chorus:
[Em]Oh for him back again, [D]oh for him back again
I [Em]wad gie a' knock-has-pie's land for [G]highland [D]Harry [Em]back again
When a' the lave pe to their bed, I wander dowie up the glen;
I set me down and greet my fill, and aye I wish him back again.
Oh for him back again, oh for him back again
I wad gie a' knock-has-pie's land for highland Harry back again
Oh, were some villains hangit high, and ilka body had their ain!
Then I might see the joyfu' sight, My Highland Harry back again.
Oh for him back again, oh for him back again
I wad gie a' knock-has-pie's land for highland Harry back again.
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Air Falalalo-Traditional, recorded by Dick Gaughan
[C]There's [C7]lilt in the [F]song I [Dm]sing,
There's [Bb]laughter and [C]love
There's tang of the [Gm]sea,
And [Am]blue from [Dm]Heaven a[Bb]bove!
Of [C7]reason there's [F]none;
And [Bb]why should [F]there be, for [Bb]why?
As [C7]long as there's fire in the blood and [Dm]toes
And [Bb]light in the [C7]eye!
Chorus
Air falalalo horo, air falalalay
Air falalalo horo, air falalalay
Falee, falo, horo, air falalalay!
2. The heather's ablaze wi' bloom,
The myrtle is sweet
There's song in the air;
The road's a song at our feet!
So step it along as light
As the bird on the wing!
And, stepping along,
Let's join our voices and sing:
Chorus
3. And whether the blood
Be Highland, Lowland or no,
And whether the hue be black
Or white as the snow;
Of kith and of kin, we are One,
Be it right, be it wrong,
If only our hearts beat true
To the lilt of the song!
Chorus
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bonnie wee jeannie mccoll lyrics chords-Traditional
Chorus:
[C]A fine wee lass, a bonnie wee lass,
Is [F]bonnie wee Jeannie McColl;
I [G]gave her my mother's engagement ring
And a [F]bonnie wee tartan [C]shawl.
[C]I met her at a waddin'
In the Co-operative Hall
[G]I wis the best man
And [G7]she was the belle of the [C]ball.
The very first nicht I met her,
She was awfy, awfy shy,
The rain cam' pourin' doon,
But she was happy, so was I.
We ran like mad for shelter,
An' we landed up a stair,
The rain cam' poorin' oot o' ma breeks,
But och I didna care:
For she's Chorus
2. Noo I've wad my Jeannie,
An' bairnies we have three,
Two dochters and a braw wee lad,
That sits upon my knee.
They're richt wee holy terrors,
An' they're never still for lang,
But they sit an' listen every nicht,
While I sing to them this sang:
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Will Ye Gang Love-Traditional
[Bm]My love he [A]stands in yon [G]chaumer [A]door,
Combing [Bm]doon his [G]yellow [A]hair,
His [Fsharp.m]curly locks [Bm]I like to [G]see,
I wonder [Em]if my love [G]minds on [A]me.
Chorus :
Will ye[Bm] gang love, an' [G]leave me [A]noo?
Will ye [Bm]gang love, an' [G]leave me [A]noo?
Will ye forsake [Bmyour ain love [G]true,
An' gang wi' a [Em]lass that [G]ye never [A]knew?
I wish, I wish, I wish in vain
I wish I were a maid again.
But a maid again I'll never be
Till an apple grows on an orange tree.
I wish I wish my babe was born
I wish it sat on's daddy's knee,
An' I myself were deid an' gone
An' the wavin' grass all o'er me growin'.
As lang as my apron did bide doon
He followed me frae toon tae toon,
But noo it's up an' above ma knee
My love gaes by but he kens na me.
Mak' my grave baith lang and deep
Put a bunch of roses at my head and feet,
And in the middle put a turtle dove,
Let the pople know I died of love.
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Kelvin Grove-Traditional
[G]Let us haste to [D]Kelvin [Em]Grove, [G]bonnie [C]lass[Am]ie [D7]o
[D]Through its [G]mazes [D]let us [Em]rove, [G]bonnie lass[Am]ie o
[D7]Where the [C]roses in in all her pride
[G]Paints the hollow [Amaj]dingle [D7]side
[G]Where the midnight [Baj7]fairies [Em]glide, [G]bonnie [C]lassie [G]o
Oh Kelvin banks are fair, bonnie lassie o
When the summer we are there, bonnie lassie o
There the May-pink crimson plume
Grows a soft but sweet perfume
Round the yellow banks of broom, bonnie lassie o
Though I dare not call thee mine, bonnie lassie o
As the smile of fortune's thine, bonnie lassie o
Yet with fortune on my side
I could stay thy father's pride
And win thee for my bride, bonnie lassie o
But the frowns of fortune lour, bonnie lassie o
On thy lover at this hour, bonnie lassie o
Ere yon golden orb of day
Wake the warblers on their spray
From this land I must away, bonnie lassie o
Then farewell Kelvin Grove, bonnie lassie o
And adeiu to all I love, bonnie lassie o
To the river winding clear
To the fragrant scented brier
Even to thee of all most dear, bonnie lassie o
When upon a foreign shore, bonnie lassie o
Should I come midst battles roar, bonnie lassie o
Then heaven should'st thou hear
Of thy lover on his bier
To his memory shed a tear, bonnie lassie o
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'll lay ye doon-Traditional Recorded by Nick Cace
[G]I'll lay ye doon, love, I'll treat ye decent
I'll [C]lay ye [G]doon, love, I'll [Am]fill your [C]can
O I'll [G]lay ye doon, love, I'll treat ye decent
For [C]surely [G]he is an [Am]hones[D]t [G]man
As I walked oot on a summer evenin'
Doon by the water and the pleasant strand
And as I was walkin, I heard them talkin'
Sayin', Surely he is an honest man
O I'll lay ye doon, love, I'll treat ye decent
I'll lay ye doon, love, I'll fill your can
O I'll lay ye doon, love, I'll treat ye decent
For surely he is an honest man
I hae traveled far frae Inverney
Aye, and doon as far as Edinburgh toon
And it's I maun gae, love, and travel further
But when I come back, I will lay ye doon
O I'll lay ye doon, love, I'll treat ye decent
I'll lay ye doon, love, I'll fill your can
O I'll lay ye doon, love, I'll treat ye decent
For surely he is an honest man
I maun leave ye noo, love, but I'll return
Tae ye my love and I'll tak' your hand,
Then no more I'll roam frae ye my love
Nae mair tae walk on a foreign strand.
O I'll lay ye doon, love, I'll treat ye decent
I'll lay ye doon, love, I'll fill your can
O I'll lay ye doon, love, I'll treat ye decent
For surely he is an honest man
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