Scotland



March Medley


Rowan Tree


Oh rowan tree, Oh rowan tree
Thou'lt aye be dear tae me
Entwined thou art wi' mony ties
O' hame and infancy.

Thy leaves were aye the first o' spring
Thy flowers the summer's pride
There was nae sich a bonnie tree
In all the country side.


The Auld Hoose

Oh the auld hoose, the auld hoose
What tho' the rooms were wee
Oh, kind hearts were dwelling there
And bairnies fu' o' glee.

The wild rose and the jasamine
Still hang up on the wa'
Hoo mony cherished memories
Do they sweet flow'rs reca'.


Bonnie Lass Of Fyvie

There was a troop o' Irish Dragoons
Cam' marchin' doon through Fyvie-O
An' their Captain fell in love wi' a very bonnie lass
An' her name it was ca'd pretty Peggy-O.

There's mony a bonnie lass frae the Howe o' Auchterless
There's mony a bonnie lass in the Garioch-O
O' there's mony a bonnie Jean in the toon of Aberdeen
But the floo'er o' them a' is in Fyvie-O.


We're No Awa' Tae Bide Awa'

We're no awa' tae bide awa'
We're no awa' tae leave ye
We're no awa' tae bide awa
We'll aye come back tae see ye.
(Repeat this chorus)



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      This page is for the memory of my oldest brother, Thomas William Campbell:
September 16, 1940 ~ September 8, 1995. 
      I don't know if he ever saw Scotland but since he was in the U.S. Navy and was also a Merchant Marine for a time, he may have.
      By his name and looks you could tell that he was Scottish by ancestry, American, by birth.
      This is also dedicated to my friends and family who live in Scotland or who love and visit Scotland whenever possible.

      The air's (ould word for song) written on this page is also the background music, sing along!
      For many American's Scotland was the Mother country of our ancestors.