Biography:
The Battlefield Band is a Scottish band playing traditional music and their own compositions, with occasional forays into other traditions as well as covers of contemporay popular songs.
The band's current brand of music was developed when Brian McNeill and Alan Reid were joined by Jenny Clark (vocals, guitar, cittern, dulcimer) and Duncan MacGillivray (pipes and whistle). Stand Easy, the album they recorded in 1979, still stands up as one of the band's finest.
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F--------------------------------------------------------------------------------###rom: [email protected] ([email protected])
Subject: CRD: From here to there (Battlefield!)
Hi!
Though nobody requested it, here is a _new_ song of the Scottish
Battlefield-Band. The guitar-player Alistair Russell told me the
chord on their last concert in Germany last week.
Contact me if you have some other Battlefield-Songs or Brian McNeill-Songs
or if you want some more (out of the song-book)
Bye
Dorthe ([email protected])
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{Title:From here to there}
{Subtitle:Battlefield Band (Alistair Russell)}
{comment: Capo: 1.Bund}
From [Em]Barra down to [D] Biscay and from [C]Shetland to [Bm]Mayo
It's [Em]miles and miles of [D]rocky road which[C]ever way you [D]go
But a [G]tune so sweet with a [D]driving beat will [C]follow you [Bm]around
As the [Em]western [D]shores u[C]nite to [D]make that [G]wild and [D]joyful [G]sound
{start_of_chorus}
A [G]sound that will get you [D]on your feet
No [C]matter where you [Bm]roam
Wher[G]ever you hear that [D]sound so sweet
You can [G]call that [D]place your [G]home
{end_of_chorus}
These [Em]are rare old times [D]around the world from the [C]west unto the [Bm]east
Should we [Em]laugh or [D]should we cry and [C]will we live in [D]peace
Back home [G]the change is [D]slow to come as we [C]wait for the dawning [Bm]light
So it's [Em]up the [D]pipes and [C]beat the [D]drums to [G]see us [D]through the [G]night
We've [Em]travelled far and [D]wandered wide [C]Alaska to Hong [Bm]Kong
And a [Em]welcome waits for [D]all who hear and [C]can't be sad for [D]long
It's a [G]cold hard heart that [D]can't resist this [C]music and this [Bm]song
In a [Em]mighty [D]crowd of [C]dancing [D]feet that's [G]where we [D]all
[G]belong
#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. #
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F--------------------------------------------------------------------------------###rom: [email protected] ([email protected])
Subject: CRD: From here to there (Battlefield!)
Hi!
Though nobody requested it, here is a _new_ song of the Scottish
Battlefield-Band. The guitar-player Alistair Russell told me the
chord on their last concert in Germany last week.
Contact me if you have some other Battlefield-Songs or Brian McNeill-Songs
or if you want some more (out of the song-book)
Bye
Dorthe ([email protected])
-----------------------------------cut here---------------------------
{Title:From here to there}
{Subtitle:Battlefield Band (Alistair Russell)}
{comment: Capo: 1.Bund}
From [Em]Barra down to [D] Biscay and from [C]Shetland to [Bm]Mayo
It's [Em]miles and miles of [D]rocky road which[C]ever way you [D]go
But a [G]tune so sweet with a [D]driving beat will [C]follow you [Bm]around
As the [Em]western [D]shores u[C]nite to [D]make that [G]wild and [D]joyful [G]sound
{start_of_chorus}
A [G]sound that will get you [D]on your feet
No [C]matter where you [Bm]roam
Wher[G]ever you hear that [D]sound so sweet
You can [G]call that [D]place your [G]home
{end_of_chorus}
These [Em]are rare old times [D]around the world from the [C]west unto the [Bm]east
Should we [Em]laugh or [D]should we cry and [C]will we live in [D]peace
Back home [G]the change is [D]slow to come as we [C]wait for the dawning [Bm]light
So it's [Em]up the [D]pipes and [C]beat the [D]drums to [G]see us [D]through the [G]night
We've [Em]travelled far and [D]wandered wide [C]Alaska to Hong [Bm]Kong
And a [Em]welcome waits for [D]all who hear and [C]can't be sad for [D]long
It's a [G]cold hard heart that [D]can't resist this [C]music and this [Bm]song
In a [Em]mighty [D]crowd of [C]dancing [D]feet that's [G]where we [D]all
[G]belong
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