Re: Local Songs and Poetry
Posted: Thu May 08, 2008 11:14 pm
Here’s another of Grandfather John McShannon’s songs:
The Girls o’ Suthen’
O come all you good people and listen a while,
In the snug little spot in the shire o’ Argyll,
And if your attention to me you will lend,
I will sing you the praise o’ the girls o’ Suthen’.
Chorus:
O the lads are sae blythe, the lasses sae fair,
Hooch I wish I was back in the village ance mair,
In the whole o’ Kintyre there’s few that I ken,
Could ever compare wae the girls o’ Suthen’.
I ance took a notion tae step doon a wee,
Amang the green glens kind faces tae see,
At Corrieglen Smithy my he’rt took a sten,
I met the blythe face o’ a girl fae Suthen’.
Chorus:
O the lads are sae blythe, the lasses sae fair,
Hooch I wish I was back in the village ance mair,
In the whole o’ Kintyre there’s few that I ken,
Could ever compare wae the girls o’ Suthen’.
In the days o’ lang syne our poets did sing,
O the lass o’ Glenbreckrie that gar’t the hills ring,
In the whole o’ their sangs they forgot, honest men,
To mention the kind-hearted girls o’ Suthen’.
Chorus:
O the lads are sae blythe, the lasses sae fair,
Hooch I wish I was back in the village ance mair,
In the whole o’ Kintyre there’s few that I ken,
Could ever compare wae the girls o’ Suthen’.
In the days when the daisies are spread o’er the lea,
And lambkins are sporting sae happy and free,
The lads o’ Coalhill will go doon nine or ten,
And play a’ lang syne tae the girls o’ Suthen’.
Chorus:
O the lads are sae blythe, the lasses sae fair,
Hooch I wish I was back in the village ance mair,
In the whole o’ Kintyre there’s few that I ken,
Could ever compare wae the girls o’ Suthen’.
This song has its own original tune, again set to the words by John himself, but unfortunately the forum does not have any facility for communicating music.
Apparently my granny didn’t like him singing this song because she was from Machrihanish.
The Girls o’ Suthen’
O come all you good people and listen a while,
In the snug little spot in the shire o’ Argyll,
And if your attention to me you will lend,
I will sing you the praise o’ the girls o’ Suthen’.
Chorus:
O the lads are sae blythe, the lasses sae fair,
Hooch I wish I was back in the village ance mair,
In the whole o’ Kintyre there’s few that I ken,
Could ever compare wae the girls o’ Suthen’.
I ance took a notion tae step doon a wee,
Amang the green glens kind faces tae see,
At Corrieglen Smithy my he’rt took a sten,
I met the blythe face o’ a girl fae Suthen’.
Chorus:
O the lads are sae blythe, the lasses sae fair,
Hooch I wish I was back in the village ance mair,
In the whole o’ Kintyre there’s few that I ken,
Could ever compare wae the girls o’ Suthen’.
In the days o’ lang syne our poets did sing,
O the lass o’ Glenbreckrie that gar’t the hills ring,
In the whole o’ their sangs they forgot, honest men,
To mention the kind-hearted girls o’ Suthen’.
Chorus:
O the lads are sae blythe, the lasses sae fair,
Hooch I wish I was back in the village ance mair,
In the whole o’ Kintyre there’s few that I ken,
Could ever compare wae the girls o’ Suthen’.
In the days when the daisies are spread o’er the lea,
And lambkins are sporting sae happy and free,
The lads o’ Coalhill will go doon nine or ten,
And play a’ lang syne tae the girls o’ Suthen’.
Chorus:
O the lads are sae blythe, the lasses sae fair,
Hooch I wish I was back in the village ance mair,
In the whole o’ Kintyre there’s few that I ken,
Could ever compare wae the girls o’ Suthen’.
This song has its own original tune, again set to the words by John himself, but unfortunately the forum does not have any facility for communicating music.
Apparently my granny didn’t like him singing this song because she was from Machrihanish.