‘Bring your Scottish music next week’ we were told as the choir was packing up a couple of weeks ago. ‘We have been invited again’
This brought lots of cheers and laughter
This little choir I’ve returned to after a years break is for people who enjoy singing for pleasure. Mainly songs well known to the age group (retired!), like musicals, 40s/50s/60s pop,- as well as folk of all sorts but it is also known for the leader’s interest in Scottish, Irish as well as some Welsh songs.
So on the years it’s being held the choir is sent an invitation to perform at the local Highland Games and Celtic Festival .
Hearing this sung (and others in the same vein) will certainly draw a crowd of onlookers…misty eyed long time expats as well as those who wander over to the music tent to find out what all that noise is about.
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Skye_Boat_Song
Speed bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing
Onward! The sailors cry
Carry the lad that’s born to be King
Over the sea to Skye
Loud the wind howls, loud the waves roar
Thunderclaps rend the air
Baffled our foes, stand on the shore
Follow, they will not dare
Speed bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing
Onward! The sailors cry
Carry the lad that’s born to be King
Over the sea to Skye
Many’s the lad fought on that day
Well, the claymore did wield
When the night came, silently lain
Dead on Culloden field
Speed bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing
Onward! The sailors cry
Carry the lad that’s born to be King
Over the sea to Skye
Though the waves leap, soft will ye sleep
Ocean’s a royal bed
Rocked in the deep, Flora will keep
Watch by your weary head
Speed bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing
Onward! The sailors cry
Carry the lad that’s born to be King
Over the sea to Skye
Still Waters 