Highlands Songbook Contents
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Highlands Songbook Contents Title Page A Jug of Punch 3 A Scottish Soldier 4 Black Velvet Band 5 Danny Boy 6 Maid of Fife-E-O 7 Mary Mac 8 Men of Harlech 9 Molly Malone (Cockles and Mussels) 10 Scotland the Brave 11 The Gypsy Rover 12 The Unicorn Song 13 The Wild Colonial Boy 14 The Wild Rover 15 When Irish Eyes Are Smiling 16 Whiskey in the Jar 17 2 A Jug of Punch (Paddy Clancy / Tom Clancy / Liam Clancy / Tommy Makem) G D7 G One pleasant evening in the month of June When he's snug outside of a jug of punch D G G As I was sitting with my glass and spoon And if I get drunk, well, the money's me own C D G A small bird sat on an ivy bunch And if they don't like me they can leave me alone D7 G C And the song he sang was "The Jug of Punch" I'll tune me fiddle and I'll rosin me bow G D D7 G Too ra loo ra loo, too ra loo ra lay, And I'll be welcome wherever I go D7 G G D Too ra loo ra loo, too ra loo ra lay Too ra loo ra loo, too ra loo ra lay, C D7 G A small bird sat on an ivy bunch Too ra loo ra loo, too ra loo ra lay D7 G C And the song he sang was "The Jug of Punch" I'll tune me fiddle and I'll rosin me bow D7 G G And I'll be welcome wherever I go What more diversion can a man desire? D G G Than to sit him down by snug turf fire And when I'm dead and in my grave C D G Upon his knee a pretty wench No costly tombstone will I have D7 G G C And on the table a jug of punch Just lay me down in my native peat G D D7 G Too ra loo ra loo, too ra loo ra lay, With a jug of punch at my head and feet D7 G G D Too ra loo ra loo, too ra loo ra lay Too ra loo ra loo, too ra loo ra lay, C D7 G Upon his knee a pretty wench Too ra loo ra loo, too ra loo ra lay D7 G G C And on the table a jug of punch Just lay me down in my native peat D7 G G With a jug of punch at my head and feet Let the doctors come with all their art G D BARITONE D G G D They'll make no impression upon my heart C Even a cripple forgets his hunch D7 G When he's snug outside of a jug of punch G D C Too ra loo ra loo, too ra loo ra lay, C D7 G Too ra loo ra loo, too ra loo ra lay C Even a cripple forgets his hunch 3 A Scottish Soldier (Green Hills of Tyrol) G G There was a soldier, a Scottish soldier And now this soldier, this Scottish soldier D G D G Who wandered far away and soldiered far away Will wander far no more and soldier far no more G G There was none bolder, with good broad And on a hillside, a Scottish hillside shoulders D D7 G D D7 G You’ll see a piper play his soldier home He fought in many a fray, and fought and won G G He’s seen the glory, he’s told the story He’d seen the glory, he’d told the story D G D G Of battles glorious and deeds victorious Of battles glorious and deeds victorious G G The bugles cease now, he is at peace now But now he’s sighing, his heart is crying D D7 G D D7 G Far from those green hills of Tyrol To leave these green hills of Tyrol (Chorus) Chorus: C G Because those green hills are not Highland Hills G D C D G Or the Island Hills, they’re not my land’s hills C G And fair as these green foreign hills may be, D D7 G They are not the hills of home G And now this soldier, this Scottish soldier D G Who wandered far away and soldiered far away G Sees leaves are falling, and Death is calling D D7 G And he will fade away in that far land BARITONE G G D C D7 He called his piper, his trusty piper D G And bade him sound a lay a pibroch sad to play G Upon a hillside, a Scottish hillside D D7 G Not on these green hills of Tyrol (Chorus) 4 Black Velvet Band (Ronnie Drew, Luke Kelly, Barney Mac Kenna, Ciaran Bourke, John Sheehan) C (Chorus) In a neat little town they call Belfast F G But before the Judge and the Jury Apprenticed to trade I was bound Next morning I had to appear C Am And the judge he says to me "Young man, And many an hour of sweet happiness Your case it is proven and clear F G C I've I spent in that neat little town I'll give you seven years penal servitude To be spent far away from the land But a sad misfortune's come over me Far away from your friends and companions" Which caused me to stray from the land Betrayed by the black velvet band Far away from me friends and companions Betrayed by the black velvet band (Chorus) Chorus: So come all you jolly young fellows C A warning take from me Her eyes they shone like diamonds And if you go out on the town, me boys, F G Beware of the pretty Colleens I thought her the queen of the land C Am And her hair hung over her shoulder They'll feed you with strong drink, my lads, F G C 'Til you are unable to stand Tied up with a black velvet band And the very first thing that you'll know is You've landed in Van Diemen’s Land I took a stroll down Broadway Intending not long for to stay C When who should I meet but this pretty fair maid Her eyes they shone like diamonds Come traipsing along the highway F G I thought she was queen of the land She was both fair and handsome C Am Her neck it was white like a swan Now I'm far from my friends and companions And her hair hung down from her shoulders F G C Held up with a black velvet band Betrayed by the black velvet band C F G Am (Chorus) I took a stroll with this pretty fair maid Met a gentleman as he passed by Sure, I knew she meant the doing of him By the look in her roguish black eye BARITONE A gold watch she took from his pocket C F G Am And placed it right into my hand And the very first thing that I said was "What's this?" to the black velvet band 5 Danny Boy (Rory Dall O’Cahan) G7 C C7 F G7 C C7 Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling C Em F G7 From glen to glen and down the mountain side C C7 F The summer's gone and all the flowers are dying C Dm G7 C G7 F Dm 'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide Am F G7 C But come ye back when summer's in the meadow Am F Em D7 G7 Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow Am C F C Am And I'll be here in sunshine or in sha-dow C F G7 C G7 Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so G7 C C7 F And if you come and all the flowers are dying C Em F G7 And I am dead, as dead I well may be G7 C C7 F You'll come and find the place where I am lying C Dm G7 C G7 And kneel and say an “Ave” there for me Am F G7 C And I shall hear, though soft you tread above me Am F Em D7 G7 And all my dreams will warm and sweeter be C F C Am For you’ll not fail to tell me that you love me C F G7 C G7 I’ll sleep in peace until you come to me BARITONE G7 C C7 F Em Dm Am D7 6 Maid of Fife-E-O (Traditional) G G There once was a troop of Irish dragoons Long ere we came to the town of Ackerglass D D Come march-ing down through Fife-e-O We had our captain to carry-O G G7 C G G7 C And the captain fell in love with a very bonny lass, And long ere we reached the streets of Aberdeen G D G C G G D G C G And her name it was called pretty Peg-gy-O We had our captain to bu-ry-O G G There's many a bonny lass in the town of Ackerglass, Green grow the birks on bonny Ethen-side, D D There's many a bonny lassie in the cheerie-O And low lie the lowlands of Fife-e-O G G7 C G G7 C There's many a bonny Jean in the streets of Aberdeen, Well, the captain's name was Ned, and he died for a G D G C G maid, But the flower of them all is in Fife-e-O G D G C G He died for the chambermaid of Fife-e-O Chorus: (Chorus) G Come down the stairs, pretty Peggy, my dear, D Come down the stairs, pretty Peggy-O G D C G7 G G7 C Oh, come down the stairs, comb back your yellow hair, G D G C G Bid a long farewell to your mam-my-O G "I never did intend a soldiers's lady for to be, D I never will marry a soldier-O G G7 C I never did intend to go to a foreign land G D G C G And I never will marry a soldier-O” G The colonel he cried: "Mount, mount, boys, mount", D The captain he cried: "Tarry-O, G G7 C BARITONE Oh, tarry for a while, for another day or twa, D G D G C G G C G7 ‘Til I see if this bonny lass will mar-ry-O" (Chorus) 7 Mary Mac (Traditional) Dm There's a little lass and her name is Mary Mac Dm C The Wedding's on a Wednesday Make no mistake, she's the girl I'm gonna track And everything's arranged Dm C Lots of other fellows, wanna get up on her back Soon her name will change to mine C Dm But I'm thinking that they'd have to get up early Unless her mind is changed Dm Chorus: We’re making the arrangements Dm And I'm just about deranged Mary Mac's father's making Mary Mac marry me C Dm C For marriage is an awful undertaking My father's making me marry Mary Mac Dm (Chorus) Well, I'm gonna marry Mary Dm For my Mary to take care of me Sure to be a grand affair C Dm We'll all be making merry when I marry Mary Mac And grander than a fair C Dm C Rumply umpty dumpty dumty dumty dumty ay There's goin' to be a coach and pair For every pair that's there Dm Dm Well, this little lass, she has a lot of class We'll dine upon the finest fare, C I'm sure to get me share Got a lot of brass C Dm And her father thinks I'm gas If I don't I'll be very much mistaken Dm So I'd be a silly ass (Chorus) for to let the matter pass Repeat Verse 1: C Dm My father says she suits me really fairly (Chorus) (Chorus) (Optional: 2 or 3 times, getting faster) Dm Mary and her mother go an awful lot together C BARITONE In fact you'd hardly ever see Dm Dm C C The one without the other Dm And all the people wonder if it’s Mary or her mother C Dm Or the both of them together that I'm courting (Chorus) 8 Men of Harlech (Traditional / version by the Royal Regiment of Wales’ Band) G C G D G G C G D G Tongues of fire on Id-ris flaring Loud the martial pipes are sounding C Am D C Am D News of foe-men near declaring Every manly heart is bounding G C G D G C G C G D G C To heroic deeds of da-ring As our trusted