The Gallant Shearers

Shearers

The Tannahill Weaver’s version of the old Scottish song, The Gallant Shearers, sometimes called The Band O’ Shearers. In this instance, shearing refers not to sheep, but to the harvesting of grain, which was done in a large group.

The Gallant Sheareres

Adam’s wine and heather bells
Come rattlin’ ower yon high, high hills
There’s corn rigs in yonder fields
And autumn brings the shearin’

Chorus:
Bonnie lassie will ye gang
And shear wi’ me the hale day lang
And love will cheer us as we gang
Tae jine yon band o’ shearers

And if the thistle it be strang
And pierce your bonnie milk white hand
It’s wi’ my hook I’ll lay it lang
When we gang tae the shearin’

Chorus

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Cànan nan Gaidheal

Karen Matheson is joined by an all-star group of musicians to sing this lament over the decline of the Scottish language.

Cànan nan Gaidheal

Cha b’ e sneachda ‘s an reòthadh bho thuath,
Cha b’ e ‘n crannadh fuar bho ‘n ear,
Cha b ‘e ‘n uisge ‘s an gailleon bho ‘n iar,
Ach an galair a bhlean bho ‘n deas
Blàth, duilleach, stoc, agus freumh
Canan mo threubh ‘s mo shluaidh.

Séist:
Thig thugainn, thig co-rium gu siar
Gus an cluinn sinn ann canan nam Féinn,
Thig thugainn, thig co-rium gu siar
Gus an cluinn sinn ann canan nan Gaidheal.

Uair chite fear-feilidh ‘sa ghleann
Bu chinnteach gur gàidhlig a chainnt
Ach spion iad a fhreumh as an fhonn
‘N aite gàidhlig tha canan a Ghoill
‘S a Ghaidhealtachd creadhal-nan-sonn
‘S tir mhajors is cholonels ‘n diugh th’ innt’.

Far a nuas dhuinn na coinnleirean òir
‘S annt’ caraibh coinlean geal ceir
Lasaibh suas iad an seòmair bhroin
Tìgh-‘aire seann chanan a’ Ghae’l
‘S sud o chionn fhad’ thuirt a namh
Ach fhathast tha beò canan a’ Ghae’l.

Ged theich i le beath’ as na glinn
Ged ‘s gann an diugh chluinntear i nis mo
O Dhuthaich MhicAoidh fada tuath
Gu ruig thu Druim-Uachdar nam bo
Gigheal, dhi na Eileanan Siar
Bi na claimheamh ‘s na sgiath’n ud dhoirn.

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Ready For The Storm

Dougie MacLean in a live performance of his own Ready for the Storm – a modern song that seems to speak to many people, singers and listeners alike.

Ready for the Storm

The waves crash in and the tide tide pulls out
It’s an angry sea but there is no doubt
That the lighthouse will keep shining out to warn the lonely sailor
And the lightning strikes and the wind cuts cold through the sailor’s bones, to the sailor’s soul
Till there’s nothing left that he can hold except the rolling ocean

CHORUS
But I am ready for the storm, yes sir, ready
I am ready for the storm, I’m ready for the storm

Oh give me mercy for my dreams
Cause every confrontation seems
To tell me what it really means to be this lonely sailor
But when the sky begins to clear and the sun it melts away my fear
I’ll cry a silent weary tear for those that need to love me

CHORUS

The distance it is no real friend
And time will take its time
And you will find that in the end it brings you me, the lonely sailor
And when you take me by your side you love me warm, you love me and
I should have realized I had no reason to be