Here you are Mauro,
Right out of the Corries songbook. A verse and chorus of each.
Don

SOUND THE PIBROCH

(D)Sound the Pi(A)broch lo(G)ud on Hi(D)gh,
Frae Jo(D)hn'O'Gr(A)oats tae the Is(G)le O Sk(D)ye,
Let every clan their slogan c(G)ry,
Ri(D)se and follow Ch(A)arl(D)ie

H(D)atcheen foam, foam, foam,
(Em)Hatcheen foam, (A7)foam, fo(Em)am,
(D)Hatcheen foam, foam, fo(G)am,
Ri(D)se and follow Cha(A)rli(D)e,

THE BLACK DOUGLAS

There wa(A)s a man sae da(E)rk and true
Wha Sc(D)otland lo(E)o'ed sae de(A)ar
There was a king wha la(E)ng will rue
The Sc(D)ots wha fla(E)yed him sa(A)ir

Gan c(E)ry the hounds o Do(D)uglasv(A)ale
Gan st(E)ring the Ettrick Bow(A)
Gan warn the spears o' Li(E)ddiesdale
That E(D)dward le(E)ads the f(A)oe

HTML line breaks added. --JoeClone, 14-Oct-02.