Lyr Add: The Raiders

Subject: Lyr Add: THE RAIDERS (from Maddy Prior)
From: GUEST,Allen
Date: 20 Apr 05 - 08:44 AM

THE RAIDERS
Will H. Ogilvie

Last night a wind from Lammermoor came roaring up the glen
With the tramp of trooping horses and the laugh of reckless men
And struck a mailed hand on the gate and cried in rebel glee:
"Come forth! Come forth, my borderer, and ride the March with me!"

I said "Oh! Wind of Lammermoor, the night's too dark to ride,
And all the men that fill the glen are ghosts of men that died!
The floods are down in Bowmont Burn, the moss is Fetlock deep;
Go back, wild Wind of Lammermoor, to Lauderdale – and sleep."

Out spoke the Wind of Lammermoor, "We know the road right well,
The road that runs by Kale and Jed across the Carter Fell.
There is no man of all the men in this grey troop of mine
But blind might ride the Borderside from Teviothead to Tyne!"

The horses fretted on their bits and pawed the flints to fire,
The riders swung them to the South full faced to the desire;
"Come!" said the Wind from Lammermoor, and spoke full scornfully,
"Have ye no pride to mount and ride your father's road with me?"

A roan horse to the gate they let, foam-flecked and travelled far,
A snorting roan that tossed his head and flashed his forehead star;
There came the sound of clashing steel and hoof-tramp up the glen
…And two by two we cantered through, a troop of ghostly men!

I know not if the farms we fired are burned to ashes yet!
I know not if the stirks grew tired before the stars were set!
I only know that late last night when Norhern winds blew free,
A troop of men rode up the glen and brought a horse for me!

Maddy prior sings to the tune of 'Roslin Castle' on 'Fyre & Sworde'.