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| Traditional Celtic Music, Scottish Songs & Border Ballads |
| Scots' musician, songwriter, & balladeer. |
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| Bonnie Kellswater |





































| It was once said to me, and has been voiced by many - that the only difference between the Scots and the Irish is that the Scots stopped fighting. My response to my Irish friends is that we stopped fighting for good reason. After putting OUR king on THEIR throne, WE thought WE had won ! Sadly the Scots have now spent four centuries wondering what happened ?? Perhaps NOW is the time to peacefully right the wrongs of the past. |










| In the words of Burns, as he wrote from the heart. Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled, Scots, wham Bruce has aften led, Welcome to your gory bed, Or to victorie. Now's the day, and now's the hour; See the front o' battle lour; See approach proud Edward's power, Chains and slaverie. Wha would be a traitor-knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a Slave? Let him turn and flie: Wha for Scotland's king and law, Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Free-man stand, or free-man fa', Let him follow me. By Oppression's woes and pains! By your Sons in servile chains! We will drain our dearest veins, But they shall be free! Lay the proud Usurpers low! Tyrants fall in every foe! Liberty's in every blow! Let us Do - or Die!!! Choose your destiny. |




Here's a health to you, bonnie Kellswater For it's there you'll find the pleasures of life And it's there you'll find fishing and farming And a bonnie wee girl for your wife On the hills and the glens and the valleys Grows the softest of women so fine And the flowers are all dripping with honey There lives Martha, a true love of mine Bonnie Martha, you're the first girl I courted You're the one put my heart in a snare And if ever I should lose you to another I will leave my Kellswater so fair For this one and that one may court her But no other can take her from me For I love her as I love my Kellswater Like the primrose is loved by the bee Here's a health to you, bonnie Kellswater For it's there you'll find the pleasures of life And it's there you'll find fishing and farming And a bonnie wee girl for your wife |