Silly Wizard
the highland clearances
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Ah, for the glens are lyin' bare,
And the wee bit farm deserted,
And the woods of Germany,
Grows in rows o'er the broken hearted.
Black is the wood on the roofance was braw
But blacker still is your heart, Victoria,
Sent your men untae our glens
You'll need the Good Lord lookin' o'er ye.
Many hae gane tae Americay
You burnt their hames and garred them wander
Gor a' would have stayed wi' the deil himsel'
As bide an hour wi' the cruel Gillanders.
Ah, for the glens are lyin' bare
And the wee bit farm deserted
And the woods of Germany
Grows on rows o'er the broken hearted.
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- Live Wizardry
- Kiss The Tears Away
- Miscellaneous
- Live Again
- So Many Partings
- The Best of Silly Wizard
- Wild & Beautiful
- Live Wizardry: The Best of Silly Wizard in Concert
- A Celtic Tapestry, Volume 2
- A Celtic Tapestry, Vol. 2
- Celtic Love Songs
- A Glint of Silver
- Joyful Noise: Celtic Favorites From Green Linnet
- Celtic Legends of Scotland and Ireland
- The Early Years
- Celtic Spirit of Scotland
- The Rough Guide to Scottish Folk
- Transatlantic Folk Box Set
- Celtic Myths: Ballads and Songs of Scotland and Ireland
- Golden, Golden