Alasdair Roberts

What are you doing, soldier bold? Slowly growing old, slowly growing old. What are you doing, soldier bold? Slowly growing old, said he. Of what is the world made, soldier bold? Slowly growing old, slowly growing old. A little light, and a little sha

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I fell in love with the roll of her drum, Fell in love with her horn's blaring noise. And I fell in love with her lute's gentle strum, And I fell in love with her voice. Polly lay over, so close to the wall, When I opened my mouth for to sing. And my

Firewater - Alasdair Roberts How can I ever know you, how can I ever know you? Know your way your way of living, until I know your way of dying? And how will I remember, till I taste the nectar of your amber? Where is the firewater, tonight where is

Oh, where have you been to, Lord Ronald, my son? Oh, where have you been to, my handsome young man? I've been to the green wood Mother, make my bed soon For I'm weary 'o hunting And fain would lie down What had ye for dinner, Lord Ronald, my son? Wha

As I came in by Fiddichside on a May morning I spied Willie MacIntosh an hour before the dawning 'Turn again, turn again, turn again I bid ye If you burn Auchindoun, Huntly he will heid ye' 'Heid me, hang me, that shall never fear me I'll burn Auchin