Roch the wind in the clear day’s dawin Blaws the cloods heelster-gowdie ow’r the bay, But there’s mair nor a roch wind blawin Through the great glen o’ the warld the day. It’s a thocht that will gar oor rottans - A’ they rogues that gang gallus, fresh and gay - Tak the road, and seek ither loanins For their ill ploys, tae sport and play Nae mair will the bonnie callants Mairch tae war when oor braggarts crousely craw, Nor wee weans frae pit-heid 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 ither mairriet, Mak the vile barracks o’ their maisters bare. So come all ye at hame wi’ Freedom, Never heed whit the hoodies croak for doom. In your hoose a’ the bairns o’ Adam Can find breid, barley-bree and painted room. When MacLean meets wi’s 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.
I discovered Robyn when my wife and I took a trip to Edinburgh this past May, and we stopped by the wonderful CODA on Bank Street (I understand that it's closing). We got her Robert Burns album and was completely blown away. When I got back to the U.S., I ordered her first album as well. She's just extraordinary.
I saw her performing for free on the occation of celebrating Burn's Day in Kelvingrove Museum's noon concerts series. Blown away, exactly. An angelic voice and an angelic face. Free flowing of tears on my side ;-)
This has got to be the best version of this song I have ever heard. Skippinish is a great band and your phrasing is perfect and voice is clear and bright.
Superb version. Have you considered or already completed a version of ‘Theme for the Early Days of a Better Nation’? Your voice is perfect for it, more suited than perhaps all current versions.
Nice singing! But maybe worth pointing out that Hamish himself changed "black boy" to "black lad" as values change and "boy" became unacceptable because of its links to slavery.
Freedom Come All Ye Original Scots Lyrics by Hamish Henderson, this version by Gordon Hudson Rough's the wind in the clear day's dawning Blows the clouds head-oer-heel across the bay But there's more than a rough wind blowing Through the Great Glen of the world today It's a thought that would make our vermin All those rogues who strut and swagger without care Take the road and seek other lodgings With their vile schemes to sport and play No more will our fine lads be commanded to march to war at a braggarts call Nor wee weans from pitheads and clachans Mourn the ships sailing down the Broomielaw Broken families in lands we've vanquished Will curse "Scotland the Brave", nae mair, nae mair Black and white to one another married Will make the slums of their masters bare So come all ye at home with freedom Never heed those prophets of doom In your house all the bairns of Adam Will find bread, drink and painted rooms When Maclean meets with friends in Springburn All the rose and cherry trees will turn to bloom And the black lad from Nyanga Will break the powers of his masters doon.
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I have lived in Scotland my whole life and never heard this beautiful song. Absolutely stunning! ❤
This young lady is absolutely at the top of her game and i hope she gets all the recognition she deserves 👍
Roch the wind in the clear day’s dawin
Blaws the cloods heelster-gowdie ow’r the bay,
But there’s mair nor a roch wind blawin
Through the great glen o’ the warld the day.
It’s a thocht that will gar oor rottans
- A’ they rogues that gang gallus, fresh and gay -
Tak the road, and seek ither loanins
For their ill ploys, tae sport and play
Nae mair will the bonnie callants
Mairch tae war when oor braggarts crousely craw,
Nor wee weans frae pit-heid 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 ither mairriet,
Mak the vile barracks o’ their maisters bare.
So come all ye at hame wi’ Freedom,
Never heed whit the hoodies croak for doom.
In your hoose a’ the bairns o’ Adam
Can find breid, barley-bree and painted room.
When MacLean meets wi’s 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.
I discovered Robyn when my wife and I took a trip to Edinburgh this past May, and we stopped by the wonderful CODA on Bank Street (I understand that it's closing). We got her Robert Burns album and was completely blown away. When I got back to the U.S., I ordered her first album as well. She's just extraordinary.
I saw her performing for free on the occation of celebrating Burn's Day in Kelvingrove Museum's noon concerts series. Blown away, exactly. An angelic voice and an angelic face. Free flowing of tears on my side ;-)
This song reminds me of new year 👌🏴🎵🎵♥️
Absolute respect to the original, however you have to be deaf not to appreciate how good this artist is!
Whenever I am on a downer, I come back to this. My sentiment, beautifully expressed. Thank you so much. You inspire hope.
This has got to be the best version of this song I have ever heard.
Skippinish is a great band and your phrasing is perfect and voice is clear and bright.
Original is the best! This is beautiful nonetheless
@@TheLostHistoryChannelTKTC Hard to beat Hamish Henderson singing his own song but this is pretty good.
Agreed
Best version of best song.
lOVELY!
Best version I’ve heard fir a wee while ,,,,,well done
beautiful working of this song. I love singing this too.
I love you Scotland i got married there in moffott and go back for holidays Paul p England x x she's a good lass 😀👍❤
Beautiful : )
Fab Robyn! Love your voice. Keep going!
Beautiful rendition, lyrics: Hamish Henderson, melody: Pipe Major John Mclellan DCM Dunoon.
very great... Salange avar...my kindred Gaels... from Vancouver B.C. Canada!
A great rendition of a great song. Thanks for sharing.
One of the many renditions that bring home 2017s struggle
Outstanding x
Superb version. Have you considered or already completed a version of ‘Theme for the Early Days of a Better Nation’? Your voice is perfect for it, more suited than perhaps all current versions.
Could have been our National Anthem
It can be our National Anthem....all we need to be is free.
Independence is coming very soon.
Tony Hendrix it’s clearly not.
what a song,what a singer, brilliant
Fantastic. Thank you
Fantastic Song
Well done and lovely rendition of a beautiful song . Thanks so much from Jim MacGillivray.
In Ireland not only drinks beer, but is made the best music in World
You're taking the piss, right?
Eh?
Love it!
touching
is she fam of Steven stapelton?
Nice singing! But maybe worth pointing out that Hamish himself changed "black boy" to "black lad" as values change and "boy" became unacceptable because of its links to slavery.
Thank you! I wondered why there was a difference in some versions and this is helpful to know. Best wishes, Robyn
She sounds really nervous or emotional or both, maybe. Lovely voice, anyway! x
Freedom Come All Ye
Original Scots Lyrics by Hamish Henderson, this version by Gordon Hudson
Rough's the wind in the clear day's dawning
Blows the clouds head-oer-heel across the bay
But there's more than a rough wind blowing
Through the Great Glen of the world today
It's a thought that would make our vermin
All those rogues who strut and swagger without care
Take the road and seek other lodgings
With their vile schemes to sport and play
No more will our fine lads be commanded
to march to war at a braggarts call
Nor wee weans from pitheads and clachans
Mourn the ships sailing down the Broomielaw
Broken families in lands we've vanquished
Will curse "Scotland the Brave", nae mair, nae mair
Black and white to one another married
Will make the slums of their masters bare
So come all ye at home with freedom
Never heed those prophets of doom
In your house all the bairns of Adam
Will find bread, drink and painted rooms
When Maclean meets with friends in Springburn
All the rose and cherry trees will turn to bloom
And the black lad from Nyanga
Will break the powers of his masters doon.
Very nice version and my only criticism is that you need to pronounce the CHs properly.
Much "too synthesized" and smallwashed... Cute lady, though... Luke's version is the best of all times, however...
Completely agree. You get the feeling the rest of the band demanded to be included...it's over-done.
Must have sneaked that one in. So much Scottish rebublicanism. McLean and his his freens from Springburn.
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