The grand finale of the Two's Company Concert at Ayr Town Hall on Saturday 7th November 2015, featuring the Ayrshire Fiddle Orchestra, Doon Valley Brass and Heathfield and Glenburn Primary School Choirs. Amazing!
Tears streaming down my cheeks. My dear wife died in April 2021 but about 80 years before that she was in the school choir at Heathfield School and had so many happy memories from those days. I conducted choirs and instrumental groups for over 40 years and appreciate just how good this performance is and I'm sure that my wife is listening to this from up there, somewhere, and maybe shedding a tear too. Thank you all so very much.
I am a McIntyre of Scottish descent. Every time I hear this song I feel my spirit soaring above the Highlands. I wish I was there now with my grandfather, Thomas McIntyre. Long live the beautiful Sots
In among the madness of the world in 2024 it’s reassuring to hear such beauty is still being recreated and replayed over the years . Thank you everyone .
A perfect performance .. I had tears rolling down my face as soon as the bagpipes started playing ..I can remember having to sing to this song back in the early 60`s as our music teacher was from Scotland (i`m half scottish and Suffolk ). Dad was from Glasgow and he would play it on his harmonica ..........👌👌
If they would teach our children in school these old and beautifully melodics songs we might actually start hearing modern music that actually has melody. Colin John Aussie
Orchestra had a great feeling for the movement of the boat up and down over the water,, and it was so lovely to hear the childrens beautiful singing. I was in the boat woth Bonnie Prince Charlie although a Sassenach👍🤗😊
I’m an American and I love this. My children all did music and played in orchestras and bands and I love this song. I am of English and Irish blood and I love the old country where my ancestors came from. This brings tears to my eyes. This is much appreciated children and teachers.
We took a 3 week trip to see all of the British Isles, I got to eat in a BritishPub, The Red Lion and I had fish and Chips upstairs, I got to eat Irish Stew in Ireland and I got to go to The Brandenburg Festival and my daughter bought us transportation up the long mile because I was going home to have my second knee surgical replacement, and no way could I walk uphill a mile. I had pain pills but I didn’t want to be sleepy so I didn’t take them. I was in agony all the time but I still loved it. She got us tickets to set in the covered seats with the Commandant and to attend the cocktail reception afterwards, we didn’t drink and nobody talked to us but at least we were close to the military men. We got to see all of the military bands from all over the world who were sent to perform and of course the wonderful Bagpipes! It was the highlight of my life to experience everything I did. What I couldn’t get over was when we went through areas where the farms were I was amazed that the grass was so thick and green and the livestock were laying down and taking naps. Here in the Midwest in America they almost always have their heads down grazing, I think your grass is more nutritious and they get satisfied faster. When we have our really hot summer days when it can get in the 100’s then they are trying to raise Black Angus, if there is a pond then the cattle will be in the water trying to cool down here, this was August when we went to tour the British Isles it was warm but not stifling hot like it can get like here. I don’t like hot I just naturally prefer a cooler climate like yours. It was the best vacation I ever took in my whole life.
Our music teacher in San Diego introduced us to this song when I was 8 (1963). I've never ever forgotten its lilting tune. My mother was from clan MacDougall.
Ah, memory labyrinth! I was in (what's now) Primary 3 when Miss Grigor taught us this, at James Gillespie's Boys School, Edinburgh - in 1949! Still one of the most haunting tunes, and songs, ever.
I English, I know I don't belong there but I spend many months walking the highlands and you can belong even if you don't belong This song, the kids, and the orchestra are wonderful and the song is as historical as the country
HYPNOTIC! There's an "under" cadence which reminds of being in a rowboat coasting along a calm shore, a gentle back and forth rocking, so relaxing...and the performance, instrumental and vocal is just superb and evocative. Well done, Ayrshire! :)
@@clarewitcomb6918 No, but I do compose and hubs was a great singer and actor...so I'm choosy when it comes to music...this just did it for me!! Gorgeous! I was in WA...did you pursue a career in singing?
This was my Mother's favourite song, l still want to go there, as that's where my grandfather and great grandparents came from...Portree. ❤ Thank you that was beautiful. 😊 👏
I am 77 and my people came from England and Ireland and I love all of the whole of the country. I did get to spend 3 weeks there on vacation and I loved every minute. My ancestors wanted to marry who their family considered the wrong religion so both sets immigrated to America to get away from family and marry who they wanted to. Over the years things are less hostile. We all seem to get along fine and appreciate our past and history.
This was also my Mother’s favourite song. She was born in Montreal, Canada of Scottish parents and my Dad was born in Balfron, county Stirling in Scotland. A beautiful piece of music which holds dear memories for me.
I learned this beautiful song at school many years before I knew the history behind it. My heart swells when I hear it now . I live just across the sea in County Antrim, N. Ireland and sure we are neighbours👏⭐️🫶😊🧤😊
My favourite song , this performance is outstanding, if you cannot see the waves or hear the beat of the oarsmen as Bonnie Prince Charlie and Flora MacDonald Flee to safety then I will not share with you my bottle of Drambuie.
A traditional Gaelic folk song, from 1782 orginally called Cuachag nan Craobh (Cuckoo of the Tree). Alternative lyrics were composed circa 1885 by an Englishman. Yet more were written by Robert Louis Stevenson, but it is the 1885 lyrics which are now traditionally sung to the Skye boat tune. The song commemorates a famous event which is said to have occurred when Bonnie Prince Charlie escaped his defeat at the Jacobite Rebellion, in a small boat, disguised as a serving maid, to the isle of Skye. He was assisted in his escape by Flora McDonald, the 'Flora who watched by his head' in the song. Speed, bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing. Onward, the sailors cry! Carry the lad that’s born to be King Over the sea to Skye. Loud the winds howl, loud the waves roar, Thunderclaps rend the air. Baffled our foes stand on the shore. Follow they will not dare. Speed, bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing. Onward, the sailors cry! Carry the lad that’s born to be King Over the sea to Skye. Many's the lad fought on that day Well the claymore did wield, When the night came, silently lay Dead on Culloden’s field. Speed, bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing. Onward, the sailors cry! Carry the lad that’s born to be King Over the sea to Skye. Though the waves leap, soft shall ye sleep, Ocean's a royal bed. Rocked in the deep, Flora will keep Watch by your weary head Speed, bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing. Onward, the sailors cry Carry the lad that’s born to be King Over the sea to Skye.
Thank you for supplying all the verses. I sung this in the school choir around 70 years ago and had forgotten parts of the song but all came back as soon as I saw your comment.
Oh yes, beautiful lyrics and the theme of Outlander, the song both sweet and heartbreaking. Dreams that were dashed and so many lost at Culloden. Well done, children.
Great song, also learnt it in school. Note: The kids in their singing actually took the right tempo whereas the conductor, whilst conducting the fiddles in the beginning dragged a bit and made the music slightly stodgy. Well done kids!
I used to be in the choir in St George's church, Parktown, Johannesburg from 1947 to 1954. I was at a private school called P. T. P. S We shared St Georges with the girls from Roedean, the young fellas from Pridwin school for boys. This was one of the songs that our choir used to sing from time to time. It's the memories that come flooding back. I'm 83 now and I can tell you how fresh some of the memories trickle down through the ages. ....
So glad you are familiar with this song. I grew up with it In Edinburgh but stayed in Capetown for 28 yrs. I am 82 yrs old back in UK but sang this song in CapeTown Many Times too One of my favourites as well. :) .
Tears dripping.....the wee ones won't appreciate the deep sadness of this song of Scots independence from the English. We sang it as kids in Caithness in the 1950's, and I hope those bairns will enjoy Scots independence once again.....
My Father-in-law was from there, the family owned a lot of land up there. Went up there to meet the family in 1959, my first introduction to farm life. will never forget it, got chased by geese, then got chased by an irate highland cattle Mama whose calf they took away from her (it was sick) last but not least got caught in a swarm of bees returning to the hive, they were all over me, crawling in my hair and the old cousin was blowing smoke from his clay pipe into my hair. My husband to be got stung on the mouth numerous times, the old cousin stuck mad him put his face under a freezing cold water tap. Lovely trip and I don't think. To crown it all, on our way back to Glasgow in the pouting rain the motor cycle broke down several times on the Glencoe Road. Funny now, but not at the time.
