Scottish menu : Dark Lochnagar - The Corries

(C) Away, ye gay landscapes, ye gardens o' roses.
In (F) you let the (C) minions of luxury (G) rove.
Restore (C) me the rocks where snowflake reposes
If (F) still they are (C) sacred to (G) freedom and (C) love
Brave Caledonia, (F) dear are thy (C) mountains,
Round their white summits though elements (G) war.
Tho' (C) cataracts roar 'stead of smooth flowing fountains,
I sigh for the valleys o' (G) dark Lochna(C)gar.

Ah, (C) there my young footsteps in infancy wandered.
My (F) cap was my (C) bonnet, my cloak was my (G) plaid.
On chief(C)tains long perished my memory lingered
As daily (F) I strayed (C) through the (G) pine covered (C) glade.
I sought not my home till the (F) days dying (C) glory.
Gave place to the rays o' the bright polar (G) star
My fancy (C) was cheered by the bold martial story
As told by the sons o' (G|) Dark Lochna(C)gar.

Years (C) have rolled on, Lochnagar, since I left you
(F) Years must roll on (C) ere I see you again (G)
Though (C) Nature of verdure and flowers bereft you
Yet (F) still art thou dear(C)er than Al(G)bion's plain (C)
England! thy beauties are tame (F) and domestic (C)
To one who has roved on the mount(G)ains afar
Oh for (C) the crags that are wild and majestic
The steep frowning glories o' (G) wild Lochna(C)gar.

Ill starred now the brave did no vision foreboding.
Tell (F) you that fate (C) had forsaken our (G) cause
Yet (C) were you destined to die at Culloden?
Though (F) victory crowned (C) not your (G) fall with appl(C)ause.
Yet were you happy in death's (F) earthly slumber (C)
Tae sleep wi' your clan in the caves of Brae(G)mar
The pi(C)broch resounds tae the piper's loud numbers
Your deeds on the echoes o' (G) dark Lochna(C)gar.

PLAYED SLOWLY: (C) Brave Caledonia (F) dear are thy moun(C)tains
I sigh for the (C) valley o' (G) dark Lochna(C)gar
Repeat fading: The (C) steep sounding glories of (G) dark Lochna(C)gar

Here's The Corries singing Dark Lochnagar