Hi,

I think there was a thread on this one a few months back.

CULLODEN'S HARVEST
Alastair McDonald
Arr. Deanta

CHORUS
  Em         D                  C        Bm
  Cold the winds on the moors blow
  Em            D           C    Bm
  Warm, the enemy's fire glows
  G              A         C        Em
  Black the harvest of Culloden
  C              Bm         C       Em
  Pain, and fear, and death grow.

'Twas love of our prince drove us on to Drummossy
But in scarcely the time that it takes me to tell
The flower of our country lay scorched by an army
As ruthless and red as the embers of hell. CHORUS

Red Campbell, the false, did the work of the English
McDonald in anger did no work at all
With musket and cannon 'gainst honour and courage
The invader's men stood while our clansmen did fall. CHORUS

Now mothers and children are left to their weeping
With only the memory of father and son
Turned out of their homes to make shelter for strangers
The blackest of hours on this land has begun. CHORUS

Much as I would like to send you the music I can't find where the computer has put the text file, but I'll see Alan tonight so we should be able to sort it out.

Slainte

Alison

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