Give to me a rifle and set me on the trail High hills before me, the early sunshine pale Rising o`er the maiden and reflecting on Firemore High on the hillside the royal rivals roar. Chorus:Show me Airigh `n Eilean, below me Loch Maree, Leave me to my solitude and let me wander free To climb the rocky mountains and to search the glen below For a fine ten pointer or a royal `o`. Take me where the falcon and the wild eagle soar One mile north from the bothy at Carnmore. On lofty Beinn a Chaisgein I will stalk the royal stag And thrill to the call of the wild grey lag. Over heather moorland a wandering I will go Slioch in the distance beneath a vale of snow Forever standing guard over bonny Loch Maree Home of the wild deer so beautiful and free. Take me where I faintly see the distant Isle of Lewis Show me all this world and there`s one place I would choose To represent the beauty of my homeland fair The Loch Maree islands from the heights of Ardlair. When the light is fading and the day is wearing through You`ll find me heading west to the village of Poolewe Farewell to bonny Kernsary my wandering footsteps guide Through the pale woods of Inveran by the riverside.
"Show me Arrigh an Eilean, below me Loch Maree. Lead me to my solitude and let me wonder free To climb the rocky mountains and search the glen below, For a fine ten-pointer or a Royal-o!"
10 pinter, now it's 9 pints of cider And then Smack the barmaid in the Moosh With the big Pinter glass Classless Scotland the Grave Sanctioned by Royal Northern Constabu-Inn The Back, wit er Knee Dirt pigs..
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Hi. I'm French, 72 years old today and I was on Ninian rig in 1977/78. Your country is mind too. Best wishes from Christian.
Best band Robert has an amazing voice
My old friend Rab McDade was a Kishorn commando sadly no longer with us but his stories were fantastic about Kishorn
The Commandoes were amazing Dave , sorry to learn about Rab RIP
When the timbre of Elvis Presley meets Irish folk.. - best regards from a Belgian fella :b
Its a stalking song..search the glens below for a fine 10 pointer or a royal-o (stags)
Give to me a rifle and set me on the trail
High hills before me, the early sunshine pale
Rising o`er the maiden and reflecting on Firemore
High on the hillside the royal rivals roar. Chorus:Show me Airigh `n Eilean, below me Loch Maree,
Leave me to my solitude and let me wander free
To climb the rocky mountains and to search the glen below
For a fine ten pointer or a royal `o`. Take me where the falcon and the wild eagle soar
One mile north from the bothy at Carnmore.
On lofty Beinn a Chaisgein I will stalk the royal stag
And thrill to the call of the wild grey lag.
Over heather moorland a wandering I will go
Slioch in the distance beneath a vale of snow
Forever standing guard over bonny Loch Maree
Home of the wild deer so beautiful and free. Take me where I faintly see the distant Isle of Lewis
Show me all this world and there`s one place I would choose
To represent the beauty of my homeland fair
The Loch Maree islands from the heights of Ardlair. When the light is fading and the day is wearing through
You`ll find me heading west to the village of Poolewe
Farewell to bonny Kernsary my wandering footsteps guide
Through the pale woods of Inveran by the riverside.
Fancy seeing you here! Absolute belter of a tune 🥃
Fabulous
My partner's late grandfather Kenny MacKenzie wrote this . Just sayin'.
B
My aunties favourite song of all time. It always reminds me of her ❤️❤️
I used to think the late Calum Kennedy did this quite well. But now surpassed.
not even close
HIS VERSION OF "MY MOTHER " IN GAELIC BRILLIANT. SO MUCH IN THE GAELI!
Anyone know / work out the Lyrics?
Its sung in Scotts Gaelic
Im Scottish gaelic
It's not Gaelic at all apart from the place names. I can't find the lyrics anywhere though.
"Show me Arrigh an Eilean, below me Loch Maree.
Lead me to my solitude and let me wonder free
To climb the rocky mountains and search the glen below,
For a fine ten-pointer or a Royal-o!"
GOOGLE
10 pinter, now it's
9 pints of cider
And then
Smack the barmaid in the
Moosh
With the big
Pinter glass
Classless
Scotland the
Grave
Sanctioned by Royal Northern Constabu-Inn
The
Back, wit er
Knee
Dirt pigs..