1. |
Leezie Lindsay
04:09
|
|||
|
Leezie Lindsay
Will ye gang tae the hielan’s Leezie Lindsay?
Will ye gang tae the hielan’s wi’ me?
Will ye gang tae the hielan’s Leezie Lindsay,
My bride and my darling to be?
To gang tae the hielan’s wi you sir,
Well I dinna’ ken how that might be;
For I ken ne’er the lan’ that ye live in,
Nor ken I the lad I’m gang wi!
Now Leezie lass you maun ken little,
If say be ye dinna’ ken me!
For my name tis Lord Ronald MacDonald,
I’m a Chieftain o’ highest degree.
Now, you are the fairest young maiden,
The pride o’ the lowland countrie;
And I’ll gie ye my hand Leezie Lindsay,
And a true heart that loves only thee.
So she’s kilted her coats o’ green satin,
And she’s kilted them o’er her knee;
And she’s off wi’ Lord Ronald Macdonald,
His bride and his darlin’ to be.
|
||||
2. |
Baking Bread
02:32
|
|||
3. |
Today's The Day
04:13
|
|||
|
It seems so long since I put pen to paper
To do something more than write lists
Or make another note of what I could be doing
It seems so long since I picked up my guitar
To do something more than play in empty bars
Those same three songs I know too well
Is today the day the drought's gonna break?
Today the day I'll not feel a fake
Every time I say, “I'm a songwriter”
'Cause it's been too long now
It's been too long now
It's been too long now... have I forgotten?
It seems so long since I made a booking
To play a show, not just to show off my cooking
Chocolate cake ... anyone?
And it feels so long since I felt fearless
To stand on stage and feel clear about
Who I am and why it is I'm here
Is today the day the drought's gonna break?
Today the day I'll not feel a fake
Every time I say, “I'm a songwriter”
If I drop the ball I can pick it up
If my plate's empty I can fill it up
There's so much more I can be
'Cause today's the day the drought's gonna break
Today's the day I'll not feel a fake
Every time I say, “I'm a songwriter”
'Cause it's been too long now
It's been too long now
It's been too long now... I've not forgotten
Today's the day my doubt's gonna break
Today's the day I'll not feel a fake
Every time I say, “I'm a songwriter”
I'm a songwriter
I'm a songwriter
I'm a songwriter...
|
||||
4. |
The Hug Song
03:22
|
|||
5. |
Willy Sim
03:50
|
|||
6. |
Gloomy Winter's Noo Awa'
02:13
|
|||
|
Gloomy winter's noo awa'
Saft the westlin breezes blaw
'Mang the birks o' Stanley shaw
The mavis sings fu' cheery, O
Sweet the crawflower's early bell
Decks Gleniffer's dewy dell
Blooming like thy bonnie sel'
My ain, my airtless deary, O
Come, my lassie, let us stray
O'er Glenkilloch's sunny brae
Blithely spend the gowden day
'Midst joys that never weary, O
|
||||
7. |
Real This Time
03:52
|
|||
|
Spring woke me this morning, she blew open my door
She tapped upon my window, dropped leaves upon my floor
She told me to get up, to celebrate the day
To unpack all my clothes and books and put them away
'Cause I am home, now I'm home, now I'm home
I spent so long avoiding what I knew had to be done
I'd convinced myself that things would change if only I held on
But then I went down to the river and I threw your name right in
I knew that it was real this time, I could begin again
And now I'm home
Spring woke me this morning with clarity and grace
She brought blue wrens to my window and a smile to my face
She told me there was sunshine and a sky of brilliant blue
She said “Come out and feel it it's all out here for you!”
Now I'm home, I’m home
|
||||
8. |
Men o' the Sea
02:27
|
|||
|
It’s been a long time since I set foot on shore,
Since the day that I left my true love at her door.
Chorus:
So long ye men o’ the sea, so long & farewell to thee;
I said “So long ye men o’ the sea, so long & farewell to thee”.
I’ve spent all my life a haulin’ on yards,
Or swingin’ in the top, with the wind blowin’ hard.
I’ve seen all the sights from the Clyde to the Horn,
Where the waves wash the deck as you push through the storm.
I’ve been to the land where the cannibals roam,
Antipodean isles where it’s blisterin’ warm.
I’ve been north & south where the whale-fish do blow,
Where the lines were rock hard & all covered in snow.
But my bairns have grown up wi’ their father not home,
I’ll make up for it now for I never more will roam.
|
||||
9. |
||||
10. |
A Bottle & A Friend
02:12
|
|||
|
Here’s a bottle & an honest friend,
What wad ye gie for mair, man;
For wha kens before his life may end,
What his share may be o’ care, man?
Catch the moments as they fly,
& treat them as ye ought, man;
For believe me, happiness is shy,
& comes nae aye when sought, man!
So tak’ my hand & a peedie dram,
& drink tae the health of auld friends, man;
For ye ken tho’ the times & the years go by,
Friendship will aye-ways remain, man!
|
||||
Rebecca Wright & Donald McKay Brisbane, Australia
Rebecca & Donald’s music has been likened to that of a good Scotch whisky: delightfully smooth, full of character and highly addictive. With voices that can instantly transport you to another place and time, Donald’s traditional and original songs from his native Scotland are beautifully complemented by Rebecca’s insightful Australian originals and thoughtful selection of contemporary gems. ... more
If you like Rebecca Wright & Donald McKay, you may also like:
Would the Light Hold Me
by Oceanique
Celtic-inspired instrumentation, delicate harmonies, and reflective lyrics abound on the sisterly indie-folk duo's debut album.
go to album
Scottish harpist and singer Rachel Newton brings an innovative, intensely emotional touch to traditional music on this dreamy LP.
go to album
Wealth of Sorrow
by Cahalen Morrison
Bright and skipping songs that foreground the sound of the banjo and fingerstyle guitar in music that feels timeless.
go to album
Feel The Ground You Walk Upon
by Lewis McLaughlin
Old-fashioned fiddles harmonize with rippling synths on the Scottish singer-songwriter's latest collection of original folk songs.
go to album
Songs of my land
by Chiyomi Yamada
Ancient Japanese folk songs are presented with Western folk-pop arrangements to haunting, elegant effect.
go to album
Dakota Blue Moon
by Jackson Harden
Gorgeous acoustic Americana from North Carolina, stripped-back and sublime.
go to album
An stunning debut that explores Greek folk tradition through a dreamy musical ecosystem.
go to album
