Biografía:
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
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
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Come and join us, come and join us, we are the chosen few,
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come and join us, come and join us at a Scottish barbecue.
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Now, when the charcoal's burnin' fiercely and the smoke gets in your eyes,
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the steaks all taste like fried toothpaste, and your mouth is full of flies,
D G
You know you've been accepted, you've joined the chosen few,
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when you have been invited to a green-belt barbecue.
[CHORUS]
D G D A
Come and join us, come and join us, we are the chosen few,
D G D A D
come and join us, come and join us at a Scottish barbecue.
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D G
Now, when the summer sun is burnin' in Scotland's happy land,
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round countless fires in strange attires on many solemn bands
D G
of unhappy Scotsmen watching their lunch go up in flames,
A A7 D
by the smoke and the smell, you can plainly tell it's barbie time again.
[CHORUS]
D G D A
Come and join us, come and join us, we are the chosen few,
D G D A D
come and join us, come and join us at a Scottish barbecue.
[Verse]
D G
Now, the English love their roast beef, the French eat snails and frogs,
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the Greeks go crackers over their moussaka’s, and the Chinese love hot dogs.
D G
A Welshman loves to have a leek, the Irish eat their stew,
A A7 D
but you just can't beat that half-cooked meat at a Scottish barbecue.
[CHORUS]
D G D A
Come and join us, come and join us, we are the chosen few,
D G D A D
come and join us, come and join us at a Scottish barbecue.
[Verse]
D G
Now, there's flies stuck in the butter, the bread has gone brick-hard,
A A7 D
the kids are fightin', and the midges are bitin'. Who forgot the Aeroguard?
D G
There's cinders in your whiskey, and the beer is running out,
A A7 D
and what you saw in Mum's coleslaw you just don't think about.
[CHORUS]
D G D A
Come and join us, come and join us, we are the chosen few,
D G D A D
come and join us, come and join us at a Scottish barbecue.
[Verse]
D G
And then when the barbie's over, your homeward way you wend.
A A7 D
with a queasy tummy on the family dunny many lonely hours you spend.
D G
You might find yourself reflecting as many others do:
A A7 D
"Come rain or shine, that's the bloody last time I'm goin' to a barbecue."
[CHORUS]
D G D A
Come and join us, come and join us, we are the chosen few,
D G D A D
come and join us, come and join us at a Scottish barbecue.
(orig. = capo 3rd) (The Corries)
D G D A
Come and join us, come and join us, we are the chosen few,
D G D A D
come and join us, come and join us at a Scottish barbecue.
[Verse]
D G
Now, when the charcoal's burnin' fiercely and the smoke gets in your eyes,
A A7 D
the steaks all taste like fried toothpaste, and your mouth is full of flies,
D G
You know you've been accepted, you've joined the chosen few,
A A7 D
when you have been invited to a green-belt barbecue.
[CHORUS]
D G D A
Come and join us, come and join us, we are the chosen few,
D G D A D
come and join us, come and join us at a Scottish barbecue.
[Verse]
D G
Now, when the summer sun is burnin' in Scotland's happy land,
A A7 D
round countless fires in strange attires on many solemn bands
D G
of unhappy Scotsmen watching their lunch go up in flames,
A A7 D
by the smoke and the smell, you can plainly tell it's barbie time again.
[CHORUS]
D G D A
Come and join us, come and join us, we are the chosen few,
D G D A D
come and join us, come and join us at a Scottish barbecue.
[Verse]
D G
Now, the English love their roast beef, the French eat snails and frogs,
A A7 D
the Greeks go crackers over their moussaka’s, and the Chinese love hot dogs.
D G
A Welshman loves to have a leek, the Irish eat their stew,
A A7 D
but you just can't beat that half-cooked meat at a Scottish barbecue.
[CHORUS]
D G D A
Come and join us, come and join us, we are the chosen few,
D G D A D
come and join us, come and join us at a Scottish barbecue.
[Verse]
D G
Now, there's flies stuck in the butter, the bread has gone brick-hard,
A A7 D
the kids are fightin', and the midges are bitin'. Who forgot the Aeroguard?
D G
There's cinders in your whiskey, and the beer is running out,
A A7 D
and what you saw in Mum's coleslaw you just don't think about.
[CHORUS]
D G D A
Come and join us, come and join us, we are the chosen few,
D G D A D
come and join us, come and join us at a Scottish barbecue.
[Verse]
D G
And then when the barbie's over, your homeward way you wend.
A A7 D
with a queasy tummy on the family dunny many lonely hours you spend.
D G
You might find yourself reflecting as many others do:
A A7 D
"Come rain or shine, that's the bloody last time I'm goin' to a barbecue."
[CHORUS]
D G D A
Come and join us, come and join us, we are the chosen few,
D G D A D
come and join us, come and join us at a Scottish barbecue.
(orig. = capo 3rd) (The Corries)
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