Biography:
Dougie MacLean OBE (born 27 September, 1954, in Dunblane, Scotland) is one of Scotland's finest singers and songwriters, with a rich, heavily-accented voice. He is a multi-instrumentalist (harp, banjo, mandolin, fiddle, didgeridoo, guitar) with a large back catalogue.
MacLean began his career playing with the Tannahill Weavers in 1976. In the early '80s, he was briefly part of Silly Wizard. His solo career started in 1981. His first release was in 1983 with the album "Craigie Dhu"
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Date: Tue, 24 Dec 1996 15:54:08 -0800
From: ankris
Subject: TAB: "Are Ye Sleepin Maggie?" by Dougie MacLean
"Are Ye Sleepin Maggie?"
trad. arr. Dougie MacLean 1984
>From the album (?) and
The Putmayo Celtic Collection
transcribed by Dave O'Hara 12/96
Fm// Fm/ Eb// X4
Fm Eb
Mach [Mirk] and rainy is the nicht [night]
Fm Db Eb
There's no a star in a' the carry
Fm Eb
Lightning gleams athwart the lift
Fm Db Eb
And winds drive on with winter's fury
[Chorus:]
Ab Ab
O are you sleepin' Maggie
Eb Eb
O are you sleepin' Maggie
Fm Fm Eb
Let me in, for loud the linn
Fm Db Eb
Is roaring now o'er the warlacragie [warlock craigie]
Fearfu' socks the boortree bank
The rifted wood roars wild and dreary
Loud the iron yet does clank
And cry of howlets mak me eerie
Aboon my breath I daurna speak
For fear I'll rise your waalkrife daddie
Cold's the blast upon my cheek
Arise, Arise, my bonnie lady
[Chorus]
[Bridge:]
Fm// F/ Eb//
Fm// Db/ Eb/
[Chorus]
She's op'ed the door, she's let him in
He's cruist aside his dreeping plaidie
Blow your worst ye rainie wind
Since Maggie now I'm in asideya
New since you're walkin' Maggie
New since you're walkin' Maggie
What care I for howlets cry
For roaring linn or warlacragie
[bridge]
-------------FINE----------------
I'd like to see some more MacLean tabs,
this is probably the one of the easiest if
not the most basic.Questions or comments welcome.
Cheers, DO
[email protected]
#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #
#------------------------------------------------------------------------------#
Date: Tue, 24 Dec 1996 15:54:08 -0800
From: ankris
Subject: TAB: "Are Ye Sleepin Maggie?" by Dougie MacLean
"Are Ye Sleepin Maggie?"
trad. arr. Dougie MacLean 1984
>From the album (?) and
The Putmayo Celtic Collection
transcribed by Dave O'Hara 12/96
Fm// Fm/ Eb// X4
Fm Eb
Mach [Mirk] and rainy is the nicht [night]
Fm Db Eb
There's no a star in a' the carry
Fm Eb
Lightning gleams athwart the lift
Fm Db Eb
And winds drive on with winter's fury
[Chorus:]
Ab Ab
O are you sleepin' Maggie
Eb Eb
O are you sleepin' Maggie
Fm Fm Eb
Let me in, for loud the linn
Fm Db Eb
Is roaring now o'er the warlacragie [warlock craigie]
Fearfu' socks the boortree bank
The rifted wood roars wild and dreary
Loud the iron yet does clank
And cry of howlets mak me eerie
Aboon my breath I daurna speak
For fear I'll rise your waalkrife daddie
Cold's the blast upon my cheek
Arise, Arise, my bonnie lady
[Chorus]
[Bridge:]
Fm// F/ Eb//
Fm// Db/ Eb/
[Chorus]
She's op'ed the door, she's let him in
He's cruist aside his dreeping plaidie
Blow your worst ye rainie wind
Since Maggie now I'm in asideya
New since you're walkin' Maggie
New since you're walkin' Maggie
What care I for howlets cry
For roaring linn or warlacragie
[bridge]
-------------FINE----------------
I'd like to see some more MacLean tabs,
this is probably the one of the easiest if
not the most basic.Questions or comments welcome.
Cheers, DO
[email protected]
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