Post by folklounge on Jan 13, 2018 13:58:51 GMT 10
I couldn't find chords for this song, so put this together.
Destitution Road by Alistair Hulett
C F C
In the Year Of The Sheep and the burnin’ time
C F G
They cut our young men in their prime
C F C
The old Scots way was a hangin’ crime
C G C
For the Gaels of Caledonia
G C
There’s a den for the fox, a hedge for the hare
F C G
A nest in the tree for the birds of the air
C F C
But in a’ Scotland there’s no place there
C G C
for the Gaels of Caledonia
C F C
But there’s no use getting’ frantic
C F G
It’s time tae hump yer load
C F C
Across the wild Atlantic
C G C
On the Destitution Road
The bailiff came wi’ the writ and a’ law
And the gallant lads of the Forty Twa
They drove ye oot in the sleet and snaw
The Gaels of Caledonia
When yer house was burned and yer crops as well
Ye stood and wept in the blackened shell
And the winter moor was a living hell
For the Gaels of Caledonia
chorus
The plague and the famine they dragged ye doon
As ye made yer way tae Glesga toon
Where ye’d heard o’ a ship that was sailin’ soon
For the shores of Nova Scotia
And ye sold yer gear, ye paid yer fare
Wi’ yer heid held high though yer heart was sair
And ye bid farewell forever mair
Tae the glens of Caledonia
chorus
The land was cleared and the deal was made
Noo an English lord in a tartan plaid
He struts and stares as the memories fade
Of the Gaels of Caledonia
And he hunts the deer in the lonely glen
That once was home to a thousand men
And the wind on the moor sings a sad refrain
For the Gaels of Caledonia
Destitution Road by Alistair Hulett
C F C
In the Year Of The Sheep and the burnin’ time
C F G
They cut our young men in their prime
C F C
The old Scots way was a hangin’ crime
C G C
For the Gaels of Caledonia
G C
There’s a den for the fox, a hedge for the hare
F C G
A nest in the tree for the birds of the air
C F C
But in a’ Scotland there’s no place there
C G C
for the Gaels of Caledonia
C F C
But there’s no use getting’ frantic
C F G
It’s time tae hump yer load
C F C
Across the wild Atlantic
C G C
On the Destitution Road
The bailiff came wi’ the writ and a’ law
And the gallant lads of the Forty Twa
They drove ye oot in the sleet and snaw
The Gaels of Caledonia
When yer house was burned and yer crops as well
Ye stood and wept in the blackened shell
And the winter moor was a living hell
For the Gaels of Caledonia
chorus
The plague and the famine they dragged ye doon
As ye made yer way tae Glesga toon
Where ye’d heard o’ a ship that was sailin’ soon
For the shores of Nova Scotia
And ye sold yer gear, ye paid yer fare
Wi’ yer heid held high though yer heart was sair
And ye bid farewell forever mair
Tae the glens of Caledonia
chorus
The land was cleared and the deal was made
Noo an English lord in a tartan plaid
He struts and stares as the memories fade
Of the Gaels of Caledonia
And he hunts the deer in the lonely glen
That once was home to a thousand men
And the wind on the moor sings a sad refrain
For the Gaels of Caledonia