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mcnabit
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26 Jun 2008 at 16:54 |
Well I'm back from my adventures in the Amazon.
A certain banjo player and myself drove everyone at the airport daft by singing a song composed as we stood in line to check in...
"Mama's taking us to Peru tomorrow
Peru tomorrow
Peru tomorrow
Mama's taking us to Peru tomorrow
We're going to fly away
We're going to Peru-oo -oo
And Galapagos too - oo -oo
You can come too - oo -oo
Just join in the queue - oo - oo"
En route to the Peruvian Amazonian jungle we saw many of the wonderful sights in that spectacular country. If annoying flyers were not enough we composed another master piece on the for the railway passengers on the train to Matchu Picchu…
The runaway train came over the hill from Peru
The runaway train came over the hill from Peru
The runaway train came over the hill
The last we heard she was in Brazil
And she blew -oo - oo - oooo
Roll on next year’s Edinburgh Folk Club Song writing competition…
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nic a' phlutes
Posts: 1882
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Posted:
26 Jun 2008 at 17:17 |
I'm sort of hoping I won't be singing this on my hols:
Hillein i u hillein i,
Hillein i u hillein i,
Faill il eileadh ho ro i
Gu dé ni mi mur faigh mi thu?
Gur e Shep a tha mi 'g radh,
Cu bu bhoidhche bha 's an ait',
Casan molach 's aodann ban, (dubh actually)
'S gu bheil e'n drasd' air seachran.
Sheall mi anns gach bruach 'us gleann,
Aig a' chladach 's anns an allt,
Cha 'n fhaca mi closach no ceann,
No ni bh'ann bha coltach ris
Seach gu'n deachaidh e air chuairt,
Thig e dachaigh roimh Di-Luain,
Cha deach sgath dheth sios gu tuath,
Cha chualas aig an aiseag e.
Sin far 'n robh an cuilean treun,
'S a bha math gu ruith na spreidh,
Cha robh beathach riamh fo'n ghrein,
A ghearradh beum 's 'a bhaile seo.
Sin far 'n robh an cuilean coir,
'S a bha modhail aig a' bhord,
Cha 'n itheadh e ach beagan feòil,
'S bha "gnogach" mu'n an aran e.
'S ann their iad rium nach 'eil thu beò,
Gu'n deach luaidhe chur 'nad fheòil,
Gu bheil do chlosach aig na h-eoin,
'S na rocaisean 's na clamhanan
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spike
Posts: 1830
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Posted:
26 Jun 2008 at 19:25 |
A Leith Tourist Laments
Please, re- Leith me, let me go,
'Cos I don't love Uig anymore-
Rhu, Caithness, Fife, Dundee 'n' Tain-
Please, re- Leith me,
Forget me,
Breadalbane....
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Nìall Beag
Posts: 1794
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Posted:
27 Jun 2008 at 10:45 |
'Ere, Breadalbane doesn't rhyme with Tain!
Nice idea though, and you'll have to forgive me for stealing it for a bit of before-my-time faux nostalgia.
Pleathe re-Leith me let me go,
For I don't love you any more.
You moved the hooers fae doun the loan.
Re-Leith me, 'cauthe now I'm all alone. |
archie
Posts: 67
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Posted:
27 Jun 2008 at 12:57 |
Oh I do like tae be beside the Deeside,
I do like tae be beside the Dee
I do like tae slum it wi the Queen Queen Queen
Havin' a jar in Braemar
oan the spree spree spree!
So just let me be beside the Deeside
Maj an me catchin' salmon for oor tea;
Balmoral's right for me
It suits me tae a T
Beside the Deeside, beside the Dee |
Tattie Bogle
Posts: 2443
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27 Jun 2008 at 13:22 |
Ha! Raj! detect a touch of plagiarism in McNabit's posting!
One I wrote about 10 years ago for a friend who was having a fundraiser before doing a charity hike: (and apologies to Tom Paxton)
Sally's going off to Peru in September,
This is a date you must all remember,
Might not come back till late November,
If she decides to stay.
Chorus:
Going to Peru, ru, ru,
How about you. you. you,
Wish you'd come too, too, too,
She's going to Peru, ru, ru.
Trekking up the Hill to Macchu Picchu,
Climbing all the steps to Macchu Picchu,
Looking for the Incas at Macchu Picchu,
We shall stay all day.
See all the back-packers huff puff-a-puffing,
Bags getting heavy and they're huff puff-a-puffing,
Legs like lead and they're huff puff-a-puffing,
This goes on all day.
See all the llamas maa-maa-maaing,
Trotting up the path and they're maa-maa-maaing,
Won't they just stop their maa-maa-maaing,
It goes on all day.
(Slowly and breathlessly)
So now we're up in the highest Andes,
An oxygen cylinder would come in handy,
My legs are weak and they're going bandy
On this well-trod way.
Get your hand in your pocket and pull out a shilling,
Plenty of dosh, now please be willing,
So Sally can go on this trip so thrilling
You'll all have to pay. |
mcnabit
Posts: 236
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Posted:
27 Jun 2008 at 17:07 |
More a case of great minds thinks alike than plagiarism Tattie Bogle... honest.
You obviously took your composition a lot further than myself, but then I had a bottle of Cellar 13 to find in Duty Free before my flight.
Your second last verse struck a chord.
Despite crossing the Andes at a height of 17,000 ft and feeling fine, I got altitude sickness at Lake Titicaca at 12,500 ft and spent the night with an oxygen tank at the side of my bed and a mask on my face.
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Tattie Bogle
Posts: 2443
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Posted:
27 Jun 2008 at 20:00 |
I'll believe you (1000s wouldn't!)
Hope you are fully recovered from the altitude sickness. Did you stop the Diamox too early? |
spike
Posts: 1830
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Posted:
27 Jun 2008 at 21:44 |
Hey, Niall ! When I was wee I called it ' BreadalbAne', as in Aly Bain ! Old habits die hard !! :)
Anyway.. how's about..
' Nothing you could do would make me be untrue to Milngavie'.. ? xx:) |
mcnabit
Posts: 236
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Posted:
28 Jun 2008 at 00:19 |
Tattie Bogle - my main source of preventative medication was drinking coca tea and chewing the coca leaves. It seemed to work initially and then the effects wore off.
I've scored climbing Everest off my wish list as well as most things above Ben Nevis height. |
mcnabit
Posts: 236
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Posted:
28 Jun 2008 at 00:19 |
Tattie Bogle - my main source of preventative medication was drinking coca tea and chewing the coca leaves. It seemed to work initially and then the effects wore off.
I've scored climbing Everest off my wish list as well as most things above Ben Nevis height. |
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