BALOW, my babe, lie still and sl… It grieves me sore to see thee wee… Wouldst thou be quiet I’se be gla… Thy mourning makes my sorrow sad: Balow my boy, thy mother’s joy,
YE Highlands and ye Lawlands, O where hae ye been? They hae slain the Earl of Murray… And hae laid him on the green. Now wae be to thee, Huntley!
Westron wind, when wilt thou blow That small rain down can rain? Christ, that my love were in my ar… And I in my bed again!
The wintry blast was fierce and co… And the lassie’s coat was thin and… Her little brother by her side Shivered and pitifully cried. ‘Come underneath my coat,’ said sh…
When you startle awake in the dark… heart pounding breathing fast sitting bolt upright staring into dark whirlpool black hole feeling its suction
MARIE HAMILTON 's to the kir… Wi’ ribbons in her hair; The King thought mair o’ Marie H… Than ony that were there. Marie Hamilton 's to the kirk gan…
LOVE not me for comely grace, For my pleasing eye or face, Nor for any outward part, No, nor for a constant heart: For these may fail or turn to i…
She’ll be comin’ round the mountai… When she comes. She’ll be comin’ round the mountai… When she comes. She’ll be comin’ round the mountai…
At liberty I sit and see Them, that have erst laugh’d me to… Whipp’d with the whip that scourge… And now they ban that they were bo… I see them sit full soberly
O MY deir hert, young Jesus swei… Prepare thy creddil in my spreit, And I sall rock thee in my hert And never mair from thee depart. But I sall praise thee evermoir
OVER the mountains And over the waves, Under the fountains And under the graves; Under floods that are deepest,
IT fell on a day, and a bonnie si… When green grew aits and barley… That there fell out a great disput… Between Argyll and Airlie. Argyll has raised an hunder men,
I WISH I were where Helen lies, Night and day on me she cries; O that I were where Helen lies, On fair Kirconnell lea! Curst be the heart that thought th…
O I forbid you, maidens a’, That wear gowd on your hair, To come or gae by Carterhaugh, For young Tam Lin is there. There’s nane that gaes by Carterh…
Have you ever heard the torrent of… As it curses it’s way to Vitipura… Through rapids vitriolic and catar… To it’s final foul mutterings in…