Scotland the brave 吉他谱
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The sun was setting in the west
The birds they sang in every tree
All nature seemed inclined for to rest
But alas there was no rest for me
Farewell to Nova Scotia
Ye sea bound coast
Le your mountains dark and dreary (pronounced drea-rie)
When I am far away
O'er the brinny ocean tossed
Will you ever have a sigh or a wish for me
The drums do beat the wars roll on
And my captains call I must obey
So farewell farewell to my Nova Scotian home
It's early (earl-ie) in the morn and I must obey
Farewell to Nova Scotia
Ye sea bound coast
Le your mountains dark and dreary
When I am far away
O'er the brinny ocean tossed
Will you ever have a sigh or a wish for me
The sun was setting in the west
The birds they sang in every tree
All nature seemed inclined for to rest
But alas there was no rest for me
Farewell to Nova Scotia
Ye sea bound coast
Le your mountains dark and dreary
When I am far away
O'er the brinny ocean tossed
Will you ever have a sigh or a wish for me
Farewell to Nova Scotia
Ye sea bound coast
Le your mountains dark and dreary
When I am far away
O'er the brinny ocean tossed
Will you ever have a sigh or a wish for me
Hark when the night is falling
I hear the pipes are calling
Loudly and proudly calling
Down thro' the glen
There where the hills are sleeping
Now feel the blood a-leaping
High as the spirits of
The old Highland men
Towering in gallant fame
Scotland my mountain hame
High may your proud standards
Gloriously wave
Land of my high endeavour
Land of the shining silver
Land of my heart forever
Scotland the Brave
Let's go!
The birds they sang in every tree
All nature seemed inclined for to rest
But alas there was no rest for me
Farewell to Nova Scotia
Ye sea bound coast
Le your mountains dark and dreary (pronounced drea-rie)
When I am far away
O'er the brinny ocean tossed
Will you ever have a sigh or a wish for me
The drums do beat the wars roll on
And my captains call I must obey
So farewell farewell to my Nova Scotian home
It's early (earl-ie) in the morn and I must obey
Farewell to Nova Scotia
Ye sea bound coast
Le your mountains dark and dreary
When I am far away
O'er the brinny ocean tossed
Will you ever have a sigh or a wish for me
The sun was setting in the west
The birds they sang in every tree
All nature seemed inclined for to rest
But alas there was no rest for me
Farewell to Nova Scotia
Ye sea bound coast
Le your mountains dark and dreary
When I am far away
O'er the brinny ocean tossed
Will you ever have a sigh or a wish for me
Farewell to Nova Scotia
Ye sea bound coast
Le your mountains dark and dreary
When I am far away
O'er the brinny ocean tossed
Will you ever have a sigh or a wish for me
Hark when the night is falling
I hear the pipes are calling
Loudly and proudly calling
Down thro' the glen
There where the hills are sleeping
Now feel the blood a-leaping
High as the spirits of
The old Highland men
Towering in gallant fame
Scotland my mountain hame
High may your proud standards
Gloriously wave
Land of my high endeavour
Land of the shining silver
Land of my heart forever
Scotland the Brave
Let's go!