Ken MacRae's ballad, "Glengarry My Home," performed by Jesse Ferguson on guitar. The melody is traditional. Lyrics and chords below.
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Glengarry My Home (K. MacRae),
arrang. by Jesse Ferguson.
D A D
In the hills of Glengarry my heart lingers still.
G D G A
By the lakeside, the burnside, the sturdy stone mill.
D A D D7
In my dreams, there I wander with friends of my own
G D A D
in that old Scottish county, Glengarry my home.
G D
Through the woods and the wilds all the highlanders came
G D G A
They brought faith to Glengarry, and they gave it the name.
I cannot forget it, wherever I roam,
'Tis a Scots bit of heaven, Glengarry my home.
Though the heather blooms not where the Scotch river flows,
Still a love for the old land in every heart glows.
Don't forget the old county, wherever you roam,
for it's proud you should be if Glengarry's your home.
G
How I love the old county, 'tis a heaven to see,
and I love the young lassie there, waiting for me.
And I cannot forget it, wherever I roam;
'Tis a Scots bit of heaven, Glengarry my home.
It's been two hundred years since the highlander's song,
first rang through the woods on the winter nights long.
They sang of the hills and the lives they had known,
in there once happy days in Glengarry my home.
G
They were stripped of there Gaelic, there tartan and song;
they had nothing but memories, which they passed along.
It's no myth, it's no wonder, just let it be known
all their memories still live in Glengarry my home.
When the end of life's story comes closer to me,
by bend in the river, I'll bide just a wee.
Be it hot day in summer, or winter winds blowin,'
have a piper play for me, Glengarry my home.
G
Wrap me up in my tartan, with my old sgian dubh, (Skeen-doo)
and my cromach in hand, then I'll bid you adieu. (craw-mack)
Though it's far I must travel, I'll feel not alone;
Heaven's filled with old friends from Glengarry my home.
And it's proud you should be if Glengarry's your home.
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