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Ae Fond Kiss
A Wee Drap O' Whisky
Afton Water
Annie Laurie
As I Came In By Fisherrow
Banchory's Lands
The Banks O'Doon
The Birks Of Aberfeldy
Bonnie Dundee
Blue Bells Of Scotland
Charlie Is My Darling
The Day We Went
To Rothesay, O

The Field Of Bannockburn
The Flowers O'
The Forest

Gloomy Night
Green Grow
The Rashes, O

Hieland Laddie
I Belong To Glasgow
I'm A Rover And
Seldom Sober

Johnnie Cope
Loch Lomond
MacPherson's Lament
Mairi's Wedding
Man's A Man
For A' That

Mist Covered

My Love Is Like
A Red Red Rose

Are You Sleeping, Maggie?
The Road Tae Dundee
Rowan Tree
Scotland The Brave
Scots Wha Hae
Skye Boat Song
Westering Home

My Favorite Song Lyrics

The Cuillins Of Home
Donald MacGillavry
Ae Fond Kiss
Land o' the Leal
Loch Tay Boat Song
MacPhersons Lament
Heart's In The Highlands
The Auld Hoose
Annie Laurie
The Road to the Isles

My Love is Like a Red A Red Rose

Granny's Hielan ' Hame
Scots Wha Hae
For A' That
Mary of Argyll
Parcel of Rogues

Bonnie Lass Of Ballochmyle

Little Jock Elliot
Fields O Bannockburn
The Dark Isle
The Skye Boat Song
Roamin In The Gloamin
Mairi's Wedding
Uist Tramping Song
Bonnie Wee Thing
Bonnie Lass Of Fyfie
Bonnie Strathyre
Scottish Soldier
Auld Lang Syne
Ye Jacobites By Name
Loch Lomond
The Birks of Aberfeldie
The Blooming Heather
Fear A' Bhàta
Ca' The Yowes
Caller Herrin'
Border Widow

Donald, Where's
Your Trousers?Eriskay Love Lilt
Flower O' Scotland
Jock o' Hazeldean
Johnie Armstrang
Death of Parcy Reed
Hughie the Graeme

My Love She's But
A Lassie Yet

Northern Lights of
Old Aberdeen

Will Ye No Come
Back Again?

Child In A Manger

A Wee Deoch-an'-Doris

A Few Scottish Song Lyrics

Scotland the Brave

Hark when the night is falling
hear the pipes are calling,
Loudly and proudly calling,
Down thro' the glen.
There where the hills are sleeping,
Now feel the blood a-leaping,
High as the spirits of the old Highland men.

Towering in gallant fame,
Scotland my mountain hame,
High may your proud standards gloriously wave,
Land of my high endeavour,
Land of the shining river,
Land of my heart for ever,
Scotland the brave.

High in the misty Highlands,
Out by the purple islands,
Brave are the hearts that beat
Beneath Scottish skies.
Wild are the winds to meet you,
Staunch are the friends that greet you,
Kind as the love that shines from fair maiden's eyes.

Towering in gallant fame etc.

Far off in sunlit places,
Sad are the Scottish faces,
Yearning to feel the Kiss Of sweet Scottish rain.
Where tropic skies are beaming,
Love sets the heart a-dreaming,
Longing and dreaming for the homeland again.

Towering in gallant fame etc.

(Scotland the Brave)
An ancient pipe tune and stirring words from the heart of Scotland.

Westering Home

And it's Westering home, and a song in the air,
Light in the eye, and it's goodbye to care.
Laughter o' love, and a welcoming there,
Isle of my heart, my own one.

Tell me 0' lands o' the Orient gay,
Speak o' the riches and joys 0' Cathay;
Eh, but it's grand to be wakin' ilk day
To find yourself nearer to Isla.

Chorus: And it's Westering home etc.

Where are the folk like the folk o' the west?
Canty, and couthy, and kindly, the best.
There I would hie me and there I would rest
At hame wi' my ain folk in Isla.

Chorus: And it's Westering home etc. -

(Westering Home) Here we have an indication of the pull of the old Countryon these who have left, and the joy of returning.

The End of the Road

Ev'ry road thro' life is a long, long road,
Fill'd with joys and sorrows too,
As you journey on how your heart will yearn
For the things most dear to you.
With wealth and love 'tis so,
But onward we must go.

Keep right on to the end of the road,
Keep right on to the end,
Tho' the way be long, let your heart be strong,
Keep right on round the bend.
Tho' you're tired and weary still journey on,
Till you come to your happy abode,
Where all the love you've been dreaming of
Will be there at the end of the road.

With a big stout heart to a long steep hill,
We may get there with a smile,
With a good kind thought and an end in view,
We may cut short many a mile.
So let courage ev'ry day
Be your guiding star alway.

Chorus: Keep right on etc.

(The End of the Road) This song is probably the most popular of all the songs ,written and sung by Sir Harry Lauder both at home and in the countries he toured abroad.

These are my Mountains

For fame and for fortune I wandered the earth
And now I've come back to the land of my birth
I've brought back my treasures but only to find
They're less than the pleasures I first left behind

For these are my mountains and this is my glen
The braes of my childhood will know me again
No land's ever claimed me tho' far I did roam
For these are my mountains and I'm going home
(last) and I have come home

The burn by the road sings at my going by
The whaup averhead wings with welcoming cry

The loch where the scart flies at last I can see
It's here that my heart lies it's here I'll be free

Kind faces will meet me and welcome me in
And how they will greet me my ain kith and kin
The night round the ingle old sangs will be sung
At last I'll be hearing my ain mother tongue.

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