John McDermott Lyrics
John McDermott Lyrics
"The Massacre of Glencoe Lyrics"
Little Boy's Prayer Lyrics
Darling I don't know whether you can hear me or not Because of this lump in my throat I can't talk very loud But I've got to tell you bout
Darling I don't know whether you can hear me or not Because of this lump in my throat I can't talk very loud But I've got to tell you bout
copyright words and music Jim Mclean 1963
published by Duart Music
(Chorus)
O Cruel is the snow
That sweeps Glencoe
And covers the grave O Donald
And cruel was the foe
That raped Glencoe
And murderd the house of
MacDonald
They came in a blizzard
Are You In Lyrics
It's so much better When everyone is in Are you in? It's so much better When everyone is in Are you in? Ooh ooh Are you
It's so much better When everyone is in Are you in? It's so much better When everyone is in Are you in? Ooh ooh Are you
We offered them heat
A roof o'er their heads
Dry shoes for their feet
We wined them and dined them
They ate of our meat
And they slept in the house of
MacDonald
(Chorus)
They came from Fort William
Wi' murder in mind
The Campbells had orders
King
Death Requiem Lyrics
The path i walked in my life A lonely road i fell under The spell a long time ago I searched i looked for hope No one is there i
William had signedThe path i walked in my life A lonely road i fell under The spell a long time ago I searched i looked for hope No one is there i
Put all to the sword
These words were underlined
And leave none alive called
MacDonald
(Chorus)
They came in the night
When the men were asleep
This band O' Argyles
Through snow soft and deep
Like murdering foxes
Among helpless she
Say goodbye. Lyrics
I brought this bottle here for you, Can't you drink it ? I brought this body here for you, Don't you want it ? Say goodbye, Kick her l
epI brought this bottle here for you, Can't you drink it ? I brought this body here for you, Don't you want it ? Say goodbye, Kick her l
They slaughtered the house of
MacDonald
(Chorus)
Some died in their beds
At the hand of the foe
Some fled in the night
And were lost in the snow
Some lived to accuse him
That struck the first blow
But gone was the house of
MacDonald