Biography:
The Corries were a Scottish folk group which emerged from the Scottish folk revival of the early 1960s. Although the group went through several changes of line-up in the early days, it was as the partnership of Roy Williamson (1936 - 1990) and Ronnie Browne that it is best known. The early 1970s were the Corries' finest hour.
In 1962, Roy Williamson teamed up with Bill Smith and Ron Cockburn to form the "Corrie Folk Trio". Their first performance was in the Waverley Bar in St Mary's Street, Edinburgh.
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- Flower Of Scotland
- Skye Boat Song
- Bannockburn
- Bonnie Dundee
- Braes O Killiecrankie
- Cam Ye By Atholl
- Come And Join Us
- Come Oer The Stream Charlie
- Dark Lochnagar
- Johnny Lad
- Kishmuls Galley A Bhirlinn Bharrach
- Kiss The Children For Me Mary
- Leezie Lindsay
- Loch Lomond
- Loch Tay Boat Song
- Macphersons Rant
- Massacre Of Glencoe
- Mingulay Boat Song
- Mothers Daughters Wives
- Rose Of Price Charlie
- Scotland The Brave Humorous
- Scotland Will Flourish
- Side By Side
- Smile In Your Sleep Hush Hush
- The Bantam Cock
- The Black Douglas
- The Bonnie Lass Of Fyvie
- The Bonnie Ship The Diamond
- The Bricklayers Song
- The Folker
- The Lads Among Heather
- The Loo Song
- The News Frae Moidart
- The Portree Kid
- The Queens Four Marys
- The Scottish Holiday
- The Shoals O Herrin
- The Sunday Driver
- The Wild Mountain Thyme
- Twa Recruitin Sergeants
- Were No Awa Tae Bide Awa
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The Scottish Holiday
[Verse]
G C
So you think you're gaein' tae the north to spend a holiday,
D
cause you're vaguely Scottish on your mither's side,
G C
and you've heard of ancient glories, both renowned in song and story,
G D G
kilts and haggis, Andy Stewart and the Clyde.
[Verse]
G C
Ye go up by Crianlarich, it's the gateway to the north,
D
and the scenery will please your eyes, I'm sure.
G C
Ye take oot your picnic basket 'cause the car has blown a gasket
G D G
in the middle o' a place called Rannoch Moor.
G C G D G
[Verse]
G C
So you telephone the garage listed in the tourist guide,
D
that was published for you by the R.A.C.,
G C
but by design, or by intention, or, they just forget to mention
G D G
that the garage closes doon for half past three.
[Verse]
G C
So you're towed behind this tractor tae a corrugated shed
D
that's surrounded by farm implements and carts,
G C
and you scratch your head and wonder why you ever bought a Honda,
G D G
'cause they'll have to send to Tokyo for the parts.
G C G D G
[Verse]
G C
So you board the train for Oban and you get the boat to Mull
D
feeling like you've had a night upon the tiles,
G C
ye pay twenty pence for coffee with a tang o' diesel oil,
G D G
your experience in the swindle o' the isles.
[Verse]
G C
But your pulse begins to quicken at the thought of berry-pickin',
D
so you take a trip to 'Gowrie for a spell,
G C
wi' some wellies o' your mothers that she bought in Ali Brothers,
G D G
and a Gideon bible pinched frae yer hotel.
G C G D G
[Verse]
G C
So you're standing picking rasps being stung to death by wasps,
D
the midges and the cleggs are making free,
G C
and the bairns have ate the berries and contracted dysentery,
G D G
'cause last week they sprayed the crop with DDT.
[Verse]
G C
So you're headin' back to Birmingham more waterlogged than tanned,
D
but no signs of habitation can you see,
G C
when you thought you were in Berwick you were actually in Lerwick,
G D G
'Cause some vandal changed the signpost in Dundee
G C G D G
[Verse]
G C
So you think you're gaein' tae the north to spend a holiday,
D
cause you're vaguely Scottish on your mither's side,
G C
and you've heard of ancient glories, both renowned in song and story,
G D G
kilts and haggis, Andy Stewart and the Clyde.
[Verse]
G C
Ye go up by Crianlarich, it's the gateway to the north,
D
and the scenery will please your eyes, I'm sure.
G C
Ye take oot your picnic basket 'cause the car has blown a gasket
G D G
in the middle o' a place called Rannoch Moor.
G C G D G
[Verse]
G C
So you telephone the garage listed in the tourist guide,
D
that was published for you by the R.A.C.,
G C
but by design, or by intention, or, they just forget to mention
G D G
that the garage closes doon for half past three.
[Verse]
G C
So you're towed behind this tractor tae a corrugated shed
D
that's surrounded by farm implements and carts,
G C
and you scratch your head and wonder why you ever bought a Honda,
G D G
'cause they'll have to send to Tokyo for the parts.
G C G D G
[Verse]
G C
So you board the train for Oban and you get the boat to Mull
D
feeling like you've had a night upon the tiles,
G C
ye pay twenty pence for coffee with a tang o' diesel oil,
G D G
your experience in the swindle o' the isles.
[Verse]
G C
But your pulse begins to quicken at the thought of berry-pickin',
D
so you take a trip to 'Gowrie for a spell,
G C
wi' some wellies o' your mothers that she bought in Ali Brothers,
G D G
and a Gideon bible pinched frae yer hotel.
G C G D G
[Verse]
G C
So you're standing picking rasps being stung to death by wasps,
D
the midges and the cleggs are making free,
G C
and the bairns have ate the berries and contracted dysentery,
G D G
'cause last week they sprayed the crop with DDT.
[Verse]
G C
So you're headin' back to Birmingham more waterlogged than tanned,
D
but no signs of habitation can you see,
G C
when you thought you were in Berwick you were actually in Lerwick,
G D G
'Cause some vandal changed the signpost in Dundee
G C G D G
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