Dark Lochnagar

(início)

C
Away, ye gay landscapes, ye gardens o' roses.
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In you let the minions of luxury rove.
     C
Restore me the rocks where snowflake reposes
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If still they are sacred to freedom and love
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Brave Caledonia, dear are thy mountains,
                                        G
Round their white summits though elements war.
      C
Tho’ cataracts roar 'stead of smooth flowing fountains,
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I sigh for the valleys o' dark Lochnagarr.
  C
Ah, there my young footsteps in infancy wandered.
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My cap was my bonnet, my cloak was my plaid.
     C
On chieftains long perished my memory lingered
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As daily I strayed through the pine covered glade.
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I sought not my home till the days dying glory.
                                            G
Gave place to the rays o' the bright polar star
      C
My fancy was cheered by the bold martial story
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As told by the sons o' Dark Lochnagar.
  C
Years have rolled on, Lochnagar, since I left you
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Years must roll on ere I see you again
     C
Though Nature of verdure and flowers bereft you
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Yet still art thou dearer than Albion's plain
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 England! thy beauties are tame and domestic
                                G
 To one who has roved on the mountains afar
      C
Oh for the crags that are wild and majestic
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The steep frowning glories o' wild Lochnagar.
 C
Ill starred now the brave did no vision foreboding.
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Tell you that fate had forsaken our cause
     C
Yet were you destined to die at Culloden?
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Though victory crowned not your fall with applause.
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Yet were you happy in death's earthly slumber
                                            G
Tae sleep wi’ your clan in the caves of Braemar
      C
The pibroch resounds tae the piper's loud numbers
     C                        G        C
Your deeds on the echoes o’ dark Lochnagar.
PA YED SLOWLY
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Brave Caledonia dear are thy mountains
                 C          G        C
I sigh for the valley o' dark Lochnagar
Repeat fading
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The steep sounding glories of dark Lochnagar
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The steep sounding glories of dark Lochnagar
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The steep sounding glories of dark Lochnagar