BORDER SONGS MEDLEY
Penicuik
Oor hunter and his lass are now mounted for the chase
To ride around the bonnie haunts o’ that historic place
Where Bruce awarded land to the lad who set the pace
And gave ‘free for a blast’ in the morning
Innerleithen
On St Ronans, join in the chorus, sing as they sang long before us
While the banners, waving o’er us, on St Ronans on
Coldstream
We shall always lead by the silvery tweed, we’re the first true border town
And we can proudly say this is Coldstream’s day, We’re a jewel in Scotia’s crown
So let us all rejoice with a mighty voice as we see our banners blow
For white and blue is staunch and true, and Coldstream leads them all (leads them all)
Melrose
By Tweeds flashing rill ‘neath the Eildon Hill, there is set out a jewel fair
Tho we wander far o’er the wide wide world our hearts still linger there
For it’s oor ain toon, it’s the best toon, that ever there be
Here’s to Melrose, gem o’ Scotland, the toon o’ the free
Selkirk
The wee toons o the borders are bonnie toons tae see
There’s gala, Hawick and Melrose, tae mention only three.
There’s yin that stands upon a hill, looks doon on a the rest
And that’s oor ain dear Selkirk, the toon we lo’ the best
Auld Selkirk, auld Selkirk, she’s ancient but she’s braw!
O’ a’ the bonnie border toons, the fairest o’ them a’
Jedburgh
The cries gane through the Borderland
The beacons blaze on the Dunion top
The English knaves from Cumberland
Ha’ crossed the fell by Caithers’ slap
Dear Borderland blanch nae nor fear
Oor Borderland nae foe comes near
Stand firm and true, for Jedhart’s here
Stand firm and true for Jedhurt’s here
Galashiels
Braw braw lads on Yarrow braes, ye wander thro’ the blooming heather
But yarrow braes, nor Ettrick shaws
Can match the lads o’ gala water, Braw, braw lads
Lauder
The sun rose sae rosy, the grey hills adorning,
Light sprang the lav'rock and mounted sae hie,
When true to the tryst o' blythe May's dewy morning,
Jeannie cam' linkin' out ow'r yonder green lea'.
Tae mark her impatience, I crep' 'mang the brackens,
Aft, aft tae the kent gate she turn'd her black e'e;
Then lying doon sae dowilie, sigh'd by the willow tree,
"I am asleep, dinna wau-ken me".
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BORDER SONGS MEDLEY
Musselburgh
Come all ye honest lads and lasses, heirs of those who long ago
Filled our old toon wi mirth and music, loyal hearts with love aglow
Raise again their cheerful slogans, sing as they sang in the past
When they vowed our native burgh, would it’ rivals proud outlast
And Musselburgh was a burgh when Edinburgh was nane,
And Musselburgh will be a burgh when Edinburgh’s gane
Deep in our hearts the old tradition which inspired them will remain
For in the tale of Randolphs passing and the efforts tho in vain
O’ our grin old sires to save him, all the beauty and the power
Of a passionate devotion, live and move us at this hour
And Musselburgh was a burgh when Edinburgh was nane,
And Musselburgh will be a burgh when Edinburgh’s gane
Dear honest toon the men who won thy honourable name of old
Reckoned a kindly spirit greater, far than neither fame nor gold
Long as Esk beneath the auld brig runs tae mingle wi the sea
Thou shall ne’er lack sons or daughters, worth of thy name and thee
For Musselburgh was a burgh when Edinburgh was nane,
And Musselburgh will be a burgh when edinburgh’s gane
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