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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Four years of hard work!
This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
The Riccarton Tollmans Daughter
by The Battlefield Band
Capo 3
[Intro]:
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-Verse-
D G
As I was a walkin’ through old Killie town,
D A
It was at the back end o’ November.
D G
My gaze was drawn tae a gathering o’ folk,
D A
All assembled by the Kilmarnock water.
-Chorus-
Em
In the dreich winter’s morn,
A
A game was well begun,
Em G A
The curling stain slid back and forwards.
Em
And the breaths like clouds,
A
Floated upwards to the skies,
Em G A
With the whoops and cries o’ the teams o’ Curlers.
D G
My attention was drawn tae a young, bonny lass,
D A
As she stood and watched as a close observer.
D G
My eyes were consumed as she followed all the play,
D A
And she cheered on her father, and her brother.
Em
I gaid and I spoke,
A
And I tellt her my name,
Em G A
And she said she was cried Jean Alexander.
Em
She lived wi’ her folk,
A
At the Riccarton toll,
Em G A
And she was the tollman’s only Daughter.
[Instrumental Bridge] D,G,Ax3 Em,G,A
D G
At the end o’ the game, her Father came across,
D A
And he shook my hand, and he looked me over.
D G
He says young man come and join us on the road
D A
Then he took her arm, and we walked together.
Em
And when we had went,
A
Tae their cottage by the toll,
Em G A
I was asked inside for a drink and a bladder.
Em
And that was the start,
A
O’ the winning o’ my heart.
Em G A
And the courtin' of the tollman’s daughter.
[Instrumental Bridge]
D G
Here’s a helf tae the good folk, o’ old Killie Town,
D A
The engineers, and the carpet workers.
D G
The wabsters, the coopers, the distiller o’ the dram,
D G
Their women folk, and their sons and daughters.
Em
And here’s to the winter
A
That brought us all the snow
Em G A
And the ice that froze Kilmarnock water
Em
And here’s to the curlers,
A
That brought me to my love,
Em G A
The Riccarton tollman’s only daughter
[Instrumental Bridge] as Outro
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by The Battlefield Band
Capo 3
[Intro]:
e-----0-0h2-----0-2-3---0---0h2----0----------|
B---3-------3-3-------3---3-----3----3--0h3---|
G-2-----------------------------------2-------|
D-0-------------------------------------------|
A---------------------------------------------|
E---------------------------------------------|
-Verse-
D G
As I was a walkin’ through old Killie town,
D A
It was at the back end o’ November.
D G
My gaze was drawn tae a gathering o’ folk,
D A
All assembled by the Kilmarnock water.
-Chorus-
Em
In the dreich winter’s morn,
A
A game was well begun,
Em G A
The curling stain slid back and forwards.
Em
And the breaths like clouds,
A
Floated upwards to the skies,
Em G A
With the whoops and cries o’ the teams o’ Curlers.
D G
My attention was drawn tae a young, bonny lass,
D A
As she stood and watched as a close observer.
D G
My eyes were consumed as she followed all the play,
D A
And she cheered on her father, and her brother.
Em
I gaid and I spoke,
A
And I tellt her my name,
Em G A
And she said she was cried Jean Alexander.
Em
She lived wi’ her folk,
A
At the Riccarton toll,
Em G A
And she was the tollman’s only Daughter.
[Instrumental Bridge] D,G,Ax3 Em,G,A
D G
At the end o’ the game, her Father came across,
D A
And he shook my hand, and he looked me over.
D G
He says young man come and join us on the road
D A
Then he took her arm, and we walked together.
Em
And when we had went,
A
Tae their cottage by the toll,
Em G A
I was asked inside for a drink and a bladder.
Em
And that was the start,
A
O’ the winning o’ my heart.
Em G A
And the courtin' of the tollman’s daughter.
[Instrumental Bridge]
D G
Here’s a helf tae the good folk, o’ old Killie Town,
D A
The engineers, and the carpet workers.
D G
The wabsters, the coopers, the distiller o’ the dram,
D G
Their women folk, and their sons and daughters.
Em
And here’s to the winter
A
That brought us all the snow
Em G A
And the ice that froze Kilmarnock water
Em
And here’s to the curlers,
A
That brought me to my love,
Em G A
The Riccarton tollman’s only daughter
[Instrumental Bridge] as Outro
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