Cotton Eyed Lyrics & Chords By Rory Campbell

O hark, the drums do beat, my love, we can no longer tarry The bugle calls are sounding and we must march away We're ordered down to Portsmouth town for many a weary mile To join...read more

Advert hangs upon the wall "workers needed apply below", You don't need a job if you've got a gun and there's a bank across the road, My Ma hangs around my neck, I point...read more

In October we will come A hundred and fifty thousand strong When the picking's over we'll be gone They call us the harvest gypsies We only come because we must We are...read more

The king sits in Dunfermline toun Drinking his bluid-red wine 'Whaur can i get a mariner Tae sail seven ships of mine?' Then up spoke a fine young man A fine young man was...read more

You called and I ran As wild as the wind which rows across the moor All we needed was each other Like the eagle we will soar You are the call and I'm the answer You are the...read more