Chords Req: Montrose

Subject: Chords request 'Montrose'
From: GUEST,Marian
Date: 08 May 01 - 03:52 PM

Hi you Mudcatters!

There is a song performed by the Battlefield Band called "Montrose" it's on the Album "On the rise" (1986)

Here are the lyrics:

1. Father, Father, tel me, why do the horsemen ride? Why do the troopers look so grim by Jamie Graham's side? Is it true that he's a triator? But father tell me why there's no' a aman among them a' tae look him in the eye

Chorus: Montrose, Montrose, you were the rose, you gave your life for loyalty, but it's no' the hour for a rose tae flower between the kirk and royalty, Montrose.

2.Hearken now my bonny boy, as we stand before the kirk, or does the thunder of the horses' hooves hide a' the devil's work? For the Convenant's a Campbell mare that rides across the law, and ere a Stuart bridles her, a Graham's heid mus fa'...

That's what I got of it so far, is there anybody who knows the chords to this song? I want to play it with my guitar but I'm unable to get the chords from the record!

Hope you can help me!

Marian

Subject: Chords Add: MONTROSE
From: Matt_R
Date: 08 May 01 - 05:42 PM

Opening: D Gm D Gm

D...................Gm
Father, Father, tell me
D..............................Gm
Why do the horsemen ride?
D............................Gm
Why do the troopers look so grim
Gm.........................D
By Jamie Graham's side?
G..............................C
Is it true that he's a traitor?
G......................C
Father, tell me why?
G...........................D
There's no man among them all
..............E........................
That will look him in the eye

A..............................E................A
Montrose, Montrose, you are the rose
A.................................E
You gave your life for loyalty
A..................................E...........D
But it's no the hour for a rose to flower
A...............................E...............A
Between the kirk and royalty, Montrose

Hide your eyes, my bonny boy
For the deed is all but done
The headsman's axe will win the day
The Graham's race is run
Though honor rode with courage
But evil rode with guile
And the darkest horse among them all
Was the vengeance of Argyle

Harken now, my bonny boy
As we stand before the kirk
Oh does the thunder of the horses' hooves
Hide all the devil's work?
For the Covenant's a Campbell mare
That rides across the law
Then a Stuart bridles up
The Graham's head must fall

I'll read you know the riddle
By the shining o' the moon
When King and kirk sit down to sup
One needs a longer spoon
When Scotland hangs her head in shame
And justice looks awa'
And the scaffold buys an English throne
O'er the bravest heart of all

Subject: RE: Chords request 'Montrose'
From: GUEST
Date: 10 May 01 - 10:22 AM

Matt R, you are great!!!! Do you have more songs of the Battlefield Band for example the Rovin Dies Hard?!?!?!

Thanks!!!!!!

Marian

Subject: RE: Chords request 'Montrose'
From: Matt_R
Date: 10 May 01 - 11:48 AM

You're very welcome! I have the chords for a phew others...but I'm not familiar with "The Rovin' Dies Hard"...

Subject: RE: Chords request 'Montrose'
From: Wolfgang
Date: 10 May 01 - 11:53 AM

Marian,

click here for an old thread with a tiny bit of chord information for Rovin' dies hard.

Wolfgang

Subject: RE: Chords request 'Montrose'
From: GUEST,Dita (at work)
Date: 10 May 01 - 12:14 PM

Both these songs are by Brian McNeill. Brian has a website at

www.brianmcneill.co.uk

no lyrics their but the dots for a couple of his tunes are.
Brian had a song book out called "Back o the North Wind" if memory serves well, and he was looking to get it republished, along with his novel "The Busker" last tim I spoke to him.
love john.

Subject: RE: Chords request 'Montrose'
From: Wolfgang
Date: 11 May 01 - 04:38 AM

John,

I was sure too that this song is in Brian's songbook, but it isn't. I found it in the Battlefield Band Songbook 'Forward with Scotland's past'.

The chords are now in a thread with a better title to make future searches easier.

Enjoy the playing, Marian.

Wolfgang

Subject: RE: Chords Req: Montrose
From: GUEST,Scotty
Date: 04 Feb 23 - 06:46 PM

The Rovin' Dies Hard

(Brian McNeill)

My name's John Mackenzie, I'm a master-at-arms
I carry my sword and my shield on my shoulder
I've fought every fight from the Don to the Danube
None braver, none better, none bolder
I've stood with Montrose and against him
I've battled with Swedes and with Danes
And I've carried the standard of many's the army
Through many's the bloody campaign
But now as I sit in the firelight it seems
There's a distant horizon to the sword buckle's gleam
Till a pull at the wine brings an old soldier's dream from afar
For the rovin' dies hard

I'm Calum McLean, I'm a trapper to trade
And it's forty long years since I saw Tobermory
Through Canada's forests I've carried my blade
And its pine trees could tell you my story
Now my wandering days they are over
But I'm thankful to still be alive
For I've many's the kinsman who died in the hulks
At the end of the bold forty-five
I've an Indian lass now, I'll never deceive her
But there's nights when I'd up with my gun and I'd leave her
For the land where the bear and the fox and the beaver are lord
For the rovin' dies hard

My name's Robert Johnston, I'm a man of the cloth
And I'll carry my Bible as long as I'm breathing
I've preached the Lord's Gospel from Shanghai to Glasgow
Where'er He saw fit to make heathens
But now the Kirk's calling me homewards
It's the manse and the elders for me
But the sins of the Session will no' be so far
From the sins of the South China Seas
And perhaps it's the voice of the Devil I've heard
For it speaks of the clipper ships flying like birds
Till a man's only comfort is Scripture and the word of the Lord
For the rovin' dies hard







My name's Willie Campbell, I'm a ship's engineer
And I know every berth between Lisbon and Largo
I've sweated more diesel in thirty-five years
Than a big tanker takes for a cargo
Of the good times I've always had plenty
When the whisky and the women were wild
And there's many's the wean wi' the red locks o' the Campbells
Who's ne'er seen the coast of Argyll
But now as the freighters unload on the quay
The sound of the engines is calling to me
And it sings me a song of the sun and the sea and the stars
For the rovin' dies hard

I've tuned up my fiddle, and I've rosined my bow
And I've sung of the clans and the clear crystal fountains
I can tell you the road and the miles frae Dundee
To the back of Alaska's wild mountains
And when my travelling days they are over
And the next of the rovers has come
He'll take all my songs and he'll sing them again
To the beat of a different drum
And if ever I'm asked why the Scots are beguiled
I'll lift up my glass in a health, and I'll smile
And I'll tell them that fortune's dealt Scotland the wildest of cards
For the rovin' dies hard