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C G Am Em
Why weep ye by the tide, lassie
F Dm G
Why weep ye by the tide?
C G Am Em
I'll wed ye to my youngest son
F G C
And ye shall be his bride

I bless the day I found you
I want my arms around you
And so I beg you, let it be me

Don't take this Heaven from one
If you must cling to someone
Now and forever, let it be me

Now westlin winds and slaughtering guns
Bring autumn's pleasant weather
The moorcock springs on whirring wings
Among the blooming heather
Now waving grain, wild o'er the plain
Delights the weary farmer
And the moon shines bright as I rove at night
To muse upon my charmer

I'll sing you this October song Oh, there is no song before it The words and tune are none of my own For my joys and sorrows bore it
Beside the sea The brambly briers in the still of evening Birds fly out behind the sun And with them I'll leaving
The fallen leaves that jewel the ground They know the art of dying And leave with joy their glad gold hearts In the scarlet shadows lying
When hunger calls my footsteps home The morning follows after I swim the seas within my mind And the pine-trees laugh green laughter
I used to search for happiness And I used to follow pleasure But I found a door behind my mind And that's the greatest treasure
For rulers like to lay down laws And rebels like to break them And the poor priests like to walk in chains And God likes to forsake them
I met a man whose name was Time And he said, "I must be goin'” But just how long ago that was I have no way of knowing
Sometimes I want to murder time Sometimes when my heart's aching But mostly I just stroll along The path that he is taking

From the depths of the mysterious world
God sends up a tiny fountain
Through the rocks of countless centuries
To spring to light high up on the mountain
And the spring becomes a rivulet
And the rivulet becomes a stream
And the stream runs down to the river
And river runs by the village

Hey, mac, did ye see him as he cam doun by Gorgie
Awa owre the Lammerlaw an north o the Tay?
Yon man is comin an the hail toun is turnin out
We're aa shair he'll win back tae Glesca the day
The jiners an hauders-on are merchin fae Clydebank
Come on nou an hear him he'll be owre thrang tae bide
Turn out Jock an Jimmie, leave yer cranes an yer muckle gantries
Great John Maclean's comin hame tae the Clyde

Come all of you good people
You women and you men
Once more our backs are to the wall
We're being attacked again

Which side are you on?
Which side are you on?
Which side are you on?