Glencoe To Gort Lyrics & Chords By Éamonn Coyne & Kris Drever

On Christmas Day it happened so, Down in the meadows forth to plough. As we were a ploughing on so fast, Up comes sweet Jesus, himself at last. "Oh man, oh man, what makes you...read more

Down by a weeping willow, where the wild violets bloom, There lies sweet lovely Nancy so silent in her tomb. She died not broken-hearted nor sickness ere befell, But in one...read more

Green grows the laurel, soft falls the dew Sorry am I to be parted from you Sorry am I that you proved untrue And you changed the green laurel for the violet so blue You walked...read more

Stars can't bare low winter late I make do for shelter to see my breath moist names I broke my ties with the folk at home I weight my heart with an anchor made of stone That...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