The Battle of the Somme / Freedom Come All Ye

The Dubliners - Pop
The Battle of the Somme / Freedom Come All Ye
2 Plays
Duration: 4:50
Lyrics
[Part I: "The Battle of the Somme"] [Instrumental] [Part II: "Freedom Come All Ye] [Verse 1] Rucht's the wind in the clear day's dawnin' Blas' the clood's heelster-gowdie o'er the bay But there's mair nor a roch wind blowin' Through the Great Glen o' the warld today It's a thought that wil gar oor rottans A' theis rogue that gang gallus, fresh and gay Tak the road and seek other loanins For their ill ploys, tae sport and play [Verse 2] Nae mair wul the bonnie callants Mairch tae war when oor braggarts crousely craw Nor wee weans frae pit-heed and clachan Mourn the ships sailin' doon the Broomielaw Broken faimlies in lands we've herriet Will curse Scotland the Brave nae mair, nae mair; Black and white, ane til other mairriet Mak the vile barracks o' their maisters bare [Verse 3] So come all ye at hame wi' freedom Never heed what the hoodies croak for doom In your hoose a' the bairns o' Adam Will find breid, barley-bree and painted room When MacLean meets wi his freens in Springburn A' the roses and geans will turn tae bloom And a black boy frae yont Nyanga Dings the fell gallows o' the burghers doon
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Credits
- Writers
- Traditional
- Hamish Henderson