[ti:Donald of Glencoe]
[ar:Cara Dillon]
[al:Cara Dillon]
[00:03.69]Donald of Glencoe
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[00:05.80]from the album ’Cara Dillon’.
[00:06.32]traditional song,
[00:06.94]arranged by Cara Dillon and Sam Lakeman.
[00:07.55]This beautiful love song has its source in Scotland.
[00:08.29]Glencoe, famous for its scenic beauty, is located in the
[00:08.98]west of Scotland.
[00:09.61]In the valley of Glencoe, a man saw a beautiful young girl
[00:10.27]and fell in love... he asked her to marry, but she would ’nt
[00:10.83]accept because she was waiting for her sweetheart to return.
[00:11.30]Then he revealed her who he was...
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[00:13.63]As I was a’walking one evening of late
[00:19.05]Where fragrant fine flowers the field decorate,
[00:25.76]I carelessly rambled where I did not know
[00:32.13]By the fair crystal fountain that falls in Glencoe.
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[00:38.41]And on her who the prize on Mount Ider was won,
[00:44.84]Then approched me a lassy as bright as the sun,
[00:51.34]And the ribbon and the tartan around her did flow,
[00:57.61]That welcomed young Donald the pride of Glencoe.
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[01:17.72]Said I , my fine creature, your charming sweet smile,
[01:24.07]And your comely fine features my heart has beguiled,
[01:30.61]And with your kind affection on me you’ll bestow,
[01:36.95]I ’ll bless the happy hour we met in Glencoe.
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[01:44.38]Kind sir, she made answer, your love I’ll disdain
[01:49.71]For I have a young sweetheart and Donald by name,
[01:56.30]And he went to the wars about ten years ago,
[02:03.15]And a maid I remain ’till he return to Glencoe.
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[02:35.52]Ah, perhaps your young Donald regards not your name,
[02:41.60]And has placed his affection on some foreign dame,
[02:48.18]He may have forgotten for all that you know,
[02:54.56]That bonny young creature he felt in Glencoe.
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[03:01.31]From his promise my Donald he’d never depart
[03:07.56]For love, truth and honour stand firm in his heart,
[03:14.13]And if I never see him, then single I’ll go,
[03:20.48]And mourn for my Donald the pride of Glencoe.
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[03:40.59]Then seeing her constance he drew out a glove,
[03:47.50]Which in parting she gave him in token of love,
[03:53.71]She clung to his arms and the tears down did flow,
[04:00.72]Ah, you’re welcomed my Donald the pride of Glencoe.
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[04:07.24]Come cheer up my Flora, your sorrows are o’er,
[04:13.72]And since we have met love we’ll never part more,
[04:20.17]And the loud blast of battle, far distant may blow,
[04:26.84]Whilst in peace and contentment we’ll live in Glencoe.
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