When Roy Williamson died I drove my Ford Cortina mk 3 up to Camperdown Park in Dundee and sat on the bonnet and played his tunes on my Harmonica in tears. Part of my youth disappeared that night. Thanks for the music and humour boys.
I can still picture my grandma singing this to my brother and sister and I when we very very young, along with muckin a Geordies byre. My parents had an extensive record collection back in the 70 right up to this very day and I remember them playing The Corries albums. This one though can bring a tear to my eyes as I remember my dear late grandmother.
There once was a troop o' Irish dragoons, Cam marchin' doon through Fyvie o And the captain 's fa'en in love wi' a very bonnie lass, And her name it is cried pretty Peggy o There's many a bonnie lass in the howe o Auchterlass, There's many a bonnie lass in the Garioch o, Theres many a bonnie Jean in the streets o Aiberdeen, But the floower o' them aw is in Fyvie o So come doon the stair, pretty Peggy my dear, Come doon the stair pretty Peggy o Come doon the stair, bind up your yellow hair, Tak' a last farewell o your daddy o Then up cries the colonel, mount boys, mount Tarry says the captain, O tarry o O tarry for a while, for another day or twa Til I see if this bonnie lass will marry o Twas in the early morning, when we marched awa O but her captain he was sorry o The drums they did beat o'er the bonnie braes o' Gight The pipes played the lowlands of Fyvie o To lang ere we come, to Oldmeldrum toon We had our own captain to carry o And lang ere we come to bonnie Aberdeen We had our captain to bury o Green grow the birks on bonnie Ythanside And low lie the lowlands of Fyvie o Good captain's name was Ned, and he died for a maid He died for the chambermaid of Fyvie o I never did intend a soldier's lady 'bout to be I never will marry a soldier o I never did intend to gae tae a foreign land And I never will marry a soldier o It's braw, O it's braw, a captain's lady for to be Braw to be a captain's lady-o Braw to rout and roam But follow what is worth And ride when your captain he is ready-o...
I don't really record much of the folk songs I sing and play, but worry not about the "new generation" not carrying on these tunes, as I'm in my 20s now and they are still some of my favorite pieces of music. At the very least I will be making sure that my children and grandchildren hear of these songs so their breath lingers on in the ears of man.
their music is incredible! Yes, their voices blended perfectly well. As an Argentinean, I don't understand all the lyrics, but just the arrangements and their voices are so moving... God bless both of them!!!
This is an old Scots ballad maybe 18th century. The Irish dragoons were soldiers and what they were doing in Fyvie, Scotland I don't recall. But the captain falls in love with a girl and wants to take her as a wife. We don't know how she feels about that, but it is the 18th century. Anyway, he dies of a broken heart. That's basically it. There is an American Variant called "Fennario" Same story, but takes place in Louisiana. Bob Dylan covered it years back.
@@sandramorey2529 Thanks for the info! My late grandparents had a record of this and for some reason I felt drawn to finding it on RU-vid; definitely not this version but this is really lovely :)
Not only sung by the greatest of Scottish folk bands, not only a beautiful piece that you don't need to be Scottish to appreciate, not only one of the earliest songs I learned...the only song I've ever been able to find which names my hometown of Auchterless. God I love this song.
Their voices blended so well. As did their guitar accompaniments. So glad they got to sing together all those years. And we still get to hear them, lucky us.
Thanks to the corries for many great years of trad Scottish music and on particular to Roy Williamson for The Flower of Scotland. If he could see how proudly around the world the song is sung, ye'd see see again that cheeky wee grin. RIP
'I never did intend to gang tae a foreign land' - That line used to reduce my dad to tears in the 30 years he lived in England. He's back home in Scotland now though. We all are.
@@leahflower9924 England never colonised Scotland, it was Scotland who created the United Kingdom. Just look at James the 6th of Scotland who inherited the Kingdom of England.
you should listen to Flower of Scotland being sung by a full Murrayfield when Scotland play. I have been there on numerous occasions and it is always very emotional
I was so blessed to grow up in such a musical family. Mom played piano (could've been a concert pianist), dad played recorder, sister on flute, piccolo, and piano, and I was a cellist. My dad sang me old Scottish songs and my mom played musicians like Helen Reddy, Simon and Garfunkel, and John Denver (along with all the classical music she could squeeze into my developing brain: Chopin, Mozart, Schumann, Beethoven and Hayden-that she'd play on piano 🎹). And my sister introduced me to (now) classic rock on 45s and 8 tracks. Thanks Sarah ❤ and thanks to my wonderful parents. 🌠
Long ago my ancestors left the highlands and journeyed to America, and now I find that I'd at least like to visit once before wandering off this temporal stage and doubt I shall... poverty knows now race... only poor life choices.
I saw the Corries in Perth City Hall Scotland when I was around thirteen or fourteen years old in the late seventies. Even at that tender age my friends and I all connected with their music that night. Two very special Lads.
Love my Scottish roots! Wish I could have visited there when I was younger and able. Love the music. Can’t get enough! Now, is he saying to Peggy, come to the stair? Trying to understand, lol, oh here I am! I’ll come there! Lol, love this
It's easy to forget musical traditions when everything is a click away, but this is it! So talented, and it is a collective experience between performer and audience. Beautiful.
I have always supported the Scots as they are my kin. Scotland and England are divided by history but should rather walk together in peace, side by side. The battles are over, the dead buried and mourned for. Now is the time for reconciliation for love and freedom. Brave men killed braver men, this has to stop. I want to walk in the heather knowing that no sword will be drawn again, ever again. Love
This time of good and cordiality will return to our world. The peoples of the world will share their songs with one another and our children will not distinguish between races, pigments or money and I will sing with these fine lads in heaven and the bonnie prince will smile his most beautiful smile.
Don't worry, native English speaker - been in Scotland for a year and half - still have to listen closely to catch every line. Scottish accents (in their various forms) are tricky! Love them though! :) Makes for some very lovely folk music!!
I remember them from way back, there were three of them, calling themselves "The Corrie Folk Trio", and they sang together with Paddie Bell. Lovely lass, lovely voice, and a great combination!
Now that would be worth seeing . . . and hearing. Many things are found here on RU-vid, but we likely won't find that. Just have to use our imagination. Thx for the upload. I've recently had the pleasure of discovering so much great music here. Thx to all who provide.
+Maciek Ostrowski well Roy Williamson past away years ago R.I.P. but I met Ronnie Browne got my book signed, ronnie browne that guy from the corries, is the name of the book. very nice man, one of a kind
+jacqueline johnstone thank you Jacqueline. as u may have noticed even in far away Poland we love that music. happy new year to you! and I love Scotland...
That was amazing. My mom had the Chad Mitchell Trio version on a 45. Have never heard this version, as it’s a little different. Incredible. And the guy can whistle! Wow
I love the Corrie's, I was lucky enough to see them at the Music Hall in Aberdeen think it was 1965 or 66, I bought 2LP's after the show and they both signed them, I treasure them more than all my CDs. I was devastated when Roy passed away. We played a lovely version of The Flower of Scotland at my Mam's funeral April 2019, because she loved the song and was Scotland Rugby supporter. We left Aberdeen in 1969 to live in Yorkshire,, had lots of good comments from people at the funeral, even the funeral director asked me about it, he said he'd keep it in my to reccommend to other Scots who live here.
As a kid our family didn’t have money to go away on holidays but my mother made sure we all went to see them at Eden court theatre inverness as our day out.Thanks Mam
I love the Corries, brings back memories of me and my late dad who used to visit our family up in Elgin and Lossiemouth in the 1970’s and 80’s. We live in England but played the Corries and bagpipe music driving up there camping and taking photos on the way. It used to take us two weeks there and back and they were magical times. God bless you dad, I miss you so much. I would give almost anything to turn back the clock. All my kids want to do is play computer games.
Thanks for your input but you are using the wrong spelling of their name The Corries. The word Corrie is Gaelic for a hollowed out watercourse, often with steep sides in hill country and used by red deer to shelter in bad weather. A cosy place of safety where the older hinds take up skyline positions to warn of danger.
Lyrics: There once was a troop o' Irish dragoons, Cam marchin' doon through Fyvie-o, And the captain's fa'en in love wi' a very bonnie lass, And her name it is cried pretty Peggy-o, There's many a bonnie lass in the howe o Auchterlass, There's many a bonnie lass in the Garioch-o, Theres many a bonnie Jean in the streets o Aiberdeen, But the floower o' them aw is in Fyvie-o, So come doon the stair, pretty Peggy my dear, Come doon the stair, pretty Peggy-o, Come doon the stair, bind up your yellow hair, Tak' a last farewell o your daddy-o, Then up cries the colonel, mount boys, mount, Tarry says the captain, o tarry-o, O tarry for a while, for another day or twa, 'Til I see if this bonnie lass will marry-o, T'was in the early morning when we marched awa, O but her captain was sorry-o, The drums they did beat o'er the bonnie braes o' Gight, And the pipes played the lowlands of Fyvie-o, To lang ere we come, to Oldmeldrum toon, We had our own captain to carry-o, And lang ere we come to bonnie Aberdeen, We had our captain to bury-o, Green grow the birks on bonnie Ythanside, And low lie the lowlands of Fyvie-o, Good captain's name was Ned, and he died for a maid, He died for the chambermaid of Fyvie-o, I never did intend a soldier's lady for to be, I never will marry a soldier-o, I never did intend to gae tae a foreign land, And I never will marry a soldier-o, It's braw, o it's braw, a captain's lady for to be, Braw to be a captain's lady-o, Braw to rout and roam But follow what is worth, And ride when your captain he is ready-o
