X: 1
T: Green Grow the Rashes
C: words: Robert Burns
B: 101 Songs, Athole
S: page in Concord Slow Scottish Session collection, transcribed by Barbara McOwen
R: strathspey
Z: 2015 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: 4/4
L: 1/8
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W: Ch. Green grow the rashes, O              Green grow the rashes, O
W:     The sweetest hours that e'er I spend, Are spent among the lasses, O
W:
W: 1. There's nought but care on ev'ry han', In every hour that passes, O
W:    What signifies the life o' man,        An' 'twere na for the lasses, O.
W:
W: 2. The warl'y race may riches chase,      An' riches still may fly them, O
W:    An' tho' at last they catch them fast, Their hearts can ne'er enjoy them, O.
W:
W: 3. But gie me a cannie hour at e'en,      My arms about my dearie, O,
W:    An' warl'y cares an' war'ly men        May a' gae tapsalteerie, O!
W:
W: 4. For you sae douce, ye sneer at this    Ye're nought but senseless asses, O
W:    The wisest man the warl' e'er saw,     He dearly lov'd the lasses, O.
W:
W: 5. Auld Nature swears, the lovely dears   Her noblest work she classes, O
W:    Her prentice han' she try'd on man,    An' then she made the lasses, O.
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X: 2
T: Scotland the Brave   [G]
R: march
Z: 2018 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
S: Handout at Concord Slow Scottish jam session 2018-11-30
N: Lyrics from the singing of Tom and Marie Teven.
M: 2/4
L: 1/8
K: G
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X: 3
T: Scotland the Brave
R: march
Z: 2018 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
S: Handout at Concord Slow Scottish jam session 2018-11-30
N: Lyrics from the singing of Tom and Marie Teven.
M: 2/4
L: 1/8
K: G
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"Verse"[|\
"G"G2 G>A | BG Bd | g2 g>f | gd BG | "C"c2 e>c | "G"Bd BG | "D7"A2 d>e | dc BA |
w: 1.~Hark where the night is fall-ing.  Hark hear the pipes a call-ing Loud-ly and proud-ly call-ing down thru the glen.***
w: 2.~High in the mist-y moun-tains, Out by the pur-ple high-lands, Brave are the hearts that beat be-neath Scot-tish skies.***
w: 3.~Far-off in sun-lit pla-ces, Sad are the Scot-tish fa-ces, Yearn-ing to feel the kiss of sweet Scot-tish rain.***
"G"G2 G>A | BG Bd | g2 g>f | gd BG | "C"c2 e>c | "G"Bd BG | "D7"A2 G>F | "G"G2 fg
w: There where the hills are sleep-ing, Now feel the blood a leap-ing, High as the spi-rits of the old high-land men.**
w: Wild are the winds to meet you.  Staunch are the friends that greet you.  Kind as the love that shines from fair maid-ens eyes.**
w: Where tro-pic skies are beam-ing, Love sets the heart a'-dream-ing, Long-ing and dream-ing for the home-land a-gain!**
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w: Tower-ing in gal-lant fame, Scot-land my moun-tain hame, High may your proud stan-dards glo-ri-ous-ly wave.***
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w: Land of my high en-dea-vor, Land of the shin-ing ri-ver, Land of my heart for-ev-er, Scot-land the Brave.