Come Under My Plaidie Lyrics & Chords By The Tannahill Weavers

White are the far-off plains, And white the fading forests grow; The wind dies out amongst the tides And denser still the snow, A gathering weight on roof and tree Falls down...read more

Pity the fate of a poor Irish stranger, That wanders so far from his home, That sighs for protection from want, woe, and danger, That knows not from which way for to roam. Yet...read more

when the cold wind blows and the rain keeps tumbling down and there's no one there when the morning light shines on you're the one to lend a hand you're the one who...read more

In Yarmouth town there lived a man He had a little tavern by the strand And the landlord had a daughter fair Pretty little thing with golden hair Won't you come down ...read more

Alasdair Mhic o ho Cholla Ghasda As do laimh-s' gun o ho Earbainn tapaidh trom eile Chall eile bho chall a ho ro Chall eile bho chall a ho ro Chall eile huraibh...read more