General Chat

Sue - I have met the Fishers - the Singing Kettle people and know one of the people who write a lot of their music - EWEN McVicar - one of the loveliest people you could ever wish to meet.

Oh right Debra, just thought Wishart sounded like a Scottish name. I'll bet your Perth is so much warmer than the Scottish Perth right now! Christine

Debra, are you originally from Scotland? Just wondered Christine

Well done Debra, I remember singing it at primary school and that's along time ago.

Changed days, now Bonnie Prince Charlie wouldn't need a boat, he could just run over the bridge. Christine

Just looked up my book of quotations, Autumn and found these fews lines by Sir H E Boulton don't know the rest. Speed bonny boat, like a bird on the wing, 'Onward", the sailor cry; Carry the lad that's born to be king Over the sea to Skye.

don't know it so i suppose that counts me out autumn from the silly brigadexxxxxx(:

Any one got the words for "Over the Sea to Skye"?

Brilliant She! One of my Grandkids favourites from their Singing Kettle videos! Love 'em! Sue xx

Oh, ye cannae shove yer granny affa bus, affa bus! Ye cannae shove yer granny affa bus, affa bus! Oh, ye cannae shove yer granny, for she's yer mammy's mammy, Oh, ye cannae shove yer granny affa bus! Noo*, ye can shove yer daddy's mammy affa bus, affa bus! Ye can shove yer daddy's mammy affa bus! Ye can shove yer daddy's mammy, for she's no' yer mammy's mammy, Ye can shove yer daddy's mammy affa bus! (*Drag out the "Noo")

What about the other old classic "Ye canny shuv yer Grannie aff a bus" one of my favs as a kid on the playground ! Feeling homesick Iz

And of course the wonderful JEAN REDPATH Mill O' Tifty's Annie At Mill O' Tifty there lived a man In the neighborhood of Fyvie He had a bonnie dochter dear Whose name was Bonnie Annie Lord Fyvie had a trumpeter By the name o' Andrew Lammie He had the art tae win the heart O' Mill o' Tifty's Annie Lord Fyvie he rade by the mill Whaur lived Tifty's Annie And his trumpeter rade him before Even this same Andrew Lammie Her mother cried her tae the door Saying, "Come here tae me, my Annie Did e'er ye see a bonnier man Than the trumpeter o' Fyvie?" Nothing she said, but sighing sore Alas for Bonnie Annie Love so oppressed her tender breast Thinking on Andrew Lammie "Love comes in at my bedside And love lies doon aside me Love so oppresses my tender breast And love will waste my body "The first time me and my love met "Twas in the woods o' Fyvie He ca'd me 'Mistress', I said 'No I was Tifty's Bonnie Annie' "It's up and doon in Tifty's den Where the burn runs clear and bonnie I've often gane tae meet my love My bonnie Andrew Lammie" Her faither cam' tae hear o' this And a letter wrote tae Fyvie Tae say his dochter was bewitched By his servant Andrew Lammie Lord Fyvie he rade by the mill "What ails ye, Bonnie Annie?" "It's a' for love that I maun die For bonnie Andrew Lammie" "Oh Tifty, Tifty gie consent And let your dochter marry It'll be tae ane o' higher degree Than the trumpeter o' Fyvie "Had she been born o' richer kin As she is rich in beauty I was hae ta'en the lass mysel' And made her my ain lady" "Oh, Fyvie's lands are far and wide An' they are wondrous bonnie But I wadnae gie my ain true love No' for a' your lands o' Fyvie" At this her faither struck her sore And likewise did her mother Her sisters a' they did her scorn But waes me for her brother Her brother struck her wondrous sore Wi' cruel strokes and many He broke her back on the high ha' door A' the likin' Andrew Lammie "Oh faither, mother, sisters a' Why sae cruel tae your Annie? My heart was broken first by love Noo my brother's broke my body "Oh mother, mother mak' my bed An' lay my face tae Fyvie Thus will I lie and will I die For my ain dear Andrew Lammie" Sheena Wellington, Sheila Stewart (who I have sung for) oooh and loads more - Sheila sitting singing my heart out lol

Bonnie Wee Jeannie McColl Chorus A fine wee lass, a bonnie wee lass, is bonnie wee Jeannie McColl; I gave her my mother's engagement ring and a bonnie wee tartan shawl. I met her at a waddin' in the Co-operative Hall I wis the best man and she was the belle of the ball. The very first nicht I met her, she was awfy, awfy shy, The rain cam' pourin' doon, but she was happy, so was I. We ran like mad for shelter, an' we landed up a stair, The rain cam' poorin' oot o' ma breeks, but och I didna care: For she's..... Chorus Noo I've wad my Jeannie, an' bairnies we have three, Two dochters and a braw wee lad, that sits upon my knee. They're richt wee holy terrors, an' they're never still for lang, But they sit an' listen every nicht, while I sing to them this sang: Oh it's .... Chorus Meaning of unusual words: waddin'=wedding breeks=trousers (pants in the US) bairnies=children nicht=night Sorry - had gone to bed lol ooooooh and the Alexander brothers - and Fran and Anna

PMSL Nice One Christine Pat x

PMSL Pat, if I typed how I spoke, you wouldn't have a clue!! LOL Christine

Cor blimey what is this all about, its like a foreign language. Well I remember some scottish bloke standing there in a kilt singing this song about his trousers, did it get in the charts in the sixties??? Can't understand a word She and Christine are saying how do they type scottish, is there a scottish keyboard with their computers????????? PMSL, go for it girls..........May the wind blow high may the wind blow low, but not in my direction please.......... Pat x

I remember this from primary school days and I'm not Scottish - I think I've got the words right.... lol O you'll take the high road And I take the low road, And I'll be in Scotland before ye, But ye and my true love shall never meet again By the bonny banks of Loch Lomond.

How's about.........Bonnie Wee Jeannie Mcall!!! Go for it She!! Jill x

hubby is switching me off. Going to watch Rambo. I this the one where he utters a sentence.. Oh no just brought on another song. That's 'live

SHEILA and so you should be!!! Anne