Achadh Bhuana Lyrics & Chords By Eilidh Mackenzie

Let your quacks and newspapers be cutting their capers About curing the vapors the scratch and the gout With their medical potions, their serums and their lotions Upholding their...read more

My name is Patrick Sheehan, and my years are thirty-four; Tipperary is my native place, not far from Galtymore; I came of honest parents, but now they're lying low; Though'...read more

From the Borderlands to the Highland shores Scotland's heart, her lion roars The Clyde and Forth, to the Galston Bay The rugby boys are on their way Down under- where...read more

Cold blows the wind Where the wild flowers fade Like the days we held In our hearts while young But the dark shades of time Change the forms forever Where all our fears Fill the...read more

Where the Braid Hills they watch over me St Mary's Place runs to the sea Irene will you look out for me Down the road we knew With the girls in the afternoon The hand of...read more