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Wagtail
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Wagtail ower the linn
Whaur the watter’s rinnin thin,
Deuk an dance the rocks amang
Happy as the day is lang.
Wagtail doun the pool,
Whaur the watter’s runnin foo
Flichterin here and flichterin there
Without a thoucht o dule o care
Wagtail in the Schaw
Whaur the watter’s runnin slaw
Bobbin on a mossy stane
Your lichtsoem heart ye weel suid hane
Wagtail o’ the watterside
May ye aye wi joy abide
Ne’er may sorrow dim yer ee
May we leanr tae live like thee
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Wee wunner
02:06
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See sittin on my nieve, this wee wunner;
Taks a greenflie fae her dinner,
Faulds her wings genteel doon ower her back
Bricht red glorrels on a coat o black
Syne big black gorrels on a rid rid coat
Whitna ferlies this I’ve got
Gif ye straik her wi a clumsy paw
She’ll be gone and she’s no there avaa
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The Banks of Red Roses
00:39
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When I was a wee thing I heard my mother say,
“Before I would work I would rather sport and play,
Before I would work I would rather sport and play
With my Johnny down among the red roses.”
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O, the snow it melts the soonest when the winds begin to sing;
And the corn it ripens fastest when the frosts are setting in;
And when a woman tells me that my face she'll soon forget,
Before we part, I bet a crown, she's fain to follow't yet
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The snow it melts the soonest when the wind begins to sing;
And the swallow skims without a thought as long as it is spring;
But when spring goes, and winter blows, my lass, an ye'll be fain,
For all your pride, to follow me, were't cross the stormy main.
O, the snow it melts the soonest when the wind begins to sing;
The bee that flew when summer shined, in winter cannot sting;
I've seen a man's anger melt between the night and morn,
And it's surely not a harder thing to tame a man's scorn.
O, never say me farewell here -no farewell I'll receive,
for i will with you my love , till you kiss and take your leave;
But I'll stay here till the moorcock comes, and the marttin takes his wing,
Since the snow aye melts the soonest, lass, when the wind begins to sing.
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Lost Licht
06:08
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Sound o sleet
01:57
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Tammie Norrie
01:18
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The Lark in the morning
04:16
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Gawk
05:58
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Easter Tree
05:01
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Corbie
02:03
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Buckie Prins
06:13
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quinie Glasgow, UK
I am based in Glasgow and explore traditional Scots song. Inspired largely by Scots singers including the repertoire of
Lizzie Higgins (1929-1993), I bring together a range of sources and sparse accompaniment.
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