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Thread #50280   Message #761815
Posted By: Pete Jennings
08-Aug-02 - 08:33 AM
Thread Name: Lyr Add: Donald of Glencoe (from Cara Dillon)
Subject: Lyr Add: DONALD OF GLENCOE
Heard Cara Dillon sing this one at the Cambridge Folk Festival last weekend and it was pure magic. If you get the chance to see her or buy her CD, do it. Her material can be a bit "samey" at the moment, but she has a wonderful voice and delivery, together with a band of musicians who support her well.

The lyrics aren't in the Digitrad - I don't know how to add it so can someone do the honours, please?

Pete

PS. Don't know if the line breaks will come out okay, but the rhyming couplets show where they are.

Donald Of Glencoe (Traditional)

As I was a-walking one evening of late
Where fragrant file flowers the fields decorate
I carelessly rambled where I did not know
By the fair crystal fountain that falls in Glencoe

And on her who the prize on Mount Ider was won
Then approached me a lassie as bright as the sun
And the ribbon and the tartan around her did flow
That welcomed young Donald the pride of Glencoe

Said I, my fine creature, your charming sweet smile
And your comely fine features my heart has beguiled
And if your kind affection on me you'll bestow
I'll bless the happy hour we met in Glencoe

Kind sir, she made answer, your love I'll disdain
For I have a young sweetheart and Donald by name
And he went to the wars about ten years ago
And a maid I'll remain 'till he returns to Glencoe

Ah, perhaps your young Donald regards not your name
And has placed his affection on some foreign dame
He may have forgotten for all that you know
That bonny young creature he left in Glencoe

From his promise my Donald would never depart
For love, truth and honour stand firm in his heart
And if I never see him then single I'll go
And mourn for my Donald the pride of Glencoe

Then seeing her constance he drew out a glove
Which in parting she gave him in token of love
She clung to his arms and the tears down did flow
Ah, you welcome my Donald the pride of Glencoe

Come cheer up my Flora your sorrows are o'er
And since we have met love we'll never part more
And the loud blast of battle far distant may blow
Whilst in peace and contentment we'll live in Glencoe


Line breaks - <br> - added, and message retitled with "Lyr Add:" so harvesters can find it. --JoeClone