The Skipper Of The Mercantile Marine Lyrics & Chords By Will Fyffe

Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling From glen to glen, and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling, It's you, it's you must go and I must...read more

Come the winter, cold and dreary Brings the hawk down from the high scree to the whins where snowy hares hide All around the Lochanside Come the spring the land lies weary Till...read more

Hark when the night is falling Hear! Hear the pipes are calling, Loudly and proudly calling, Down thro' the glen. There where the hills are sleeping, Now feel the blood...read more

Was tae edinburgh toon frae the heilands that I came tae prosper in business Callum Ross was my name in a fine ouse of Canongate I took myself a room Midst the titled and the...read more

They came in a blizzard We offered them heat A roof o'er their heads Dry shoes for their feet We wined them and dined them They ate of our meat And they slpet in the house...read more