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Anne and Laura sing a medley of Scots' Songs

Rothesay Bay

Fu yellow lie the corn-rigs
Far doon the braid hillside;
It is the brawest hairst field
Alang the shores o Clyde,
An we are peer bit lassies
Wha stand the lee lang day
Amang the corn-rigs o Ardbeg
Abeen sweet Rothesay Bay.

An we are peer bit lassies
Wha stand the lee lang day
Amang the corn-rigs o Ardbeg
Abeen sweet Rothesay Bay.


The Skye Boat 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 wind howls
Loud the waves roar
Thunder claps rend the air
Baffled, our foes
Stand by 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


The Northern Lights of Old Aberdeen

The Northern Lights of old Aberdeen
Mean home sweet home to me
The Northern Lights of Aberdeen
Are what I long to see
I’ve been a wand'rer all of my days
Any many a sight I've seen
God speed the day when I'm on my way
To my home in Aberdeen