@ALBUM: North Country Rankin Family 1993 Fan Club - Kaye Rankin P.O. Box 43 Mabou, NS B0E 1X0 @SONG: North Country I'm heading back to the north country With the cold wind in my eye I'll be there by sunset Before the first snow flies Rustlin' leaves are on the ground This crazy feeling hangin' round I'll remember now and then But don't ask when I'll be back again Had this dream late one night 'Bout working on the gang of the Mull River drive Danny, me and Freddie Wright Making a dollar a day justto stay alive Rustlin' leaves on the ground A cold rain coming down Sleeping there on the dark, damp earth For what it's worth no reason can be found So if you're heading back to the north country WIth the sunset in your eye You may find me on the rocky shore of that lonely isle Rustlin' leaves on the ground A cold hard rain coming down Sleeping there on the dark, damp earth For what it's worth, no reason can be found I'm heading back to the north country With the cold wind in my eye I'll be there by sunset Before the first snow flies Rustlin' leaves on the ground A cold hard rain coming down I'll remember now and then But don't ask when I'll be back again Rustlin' leaves on the ground A cold hard rain coming down I'll remember now and then But don't ask when I'll be back again I'll be back again. @SONG: Oich U Agus hIuraibh Eile (Love Song) This love song remains extremely popular in Inverness County and in Mabou in particular. The young poet praises his sweetheart for her beauty, her style, and her linguistic accomplishments. Seisd (Chorus) Oich u\ agus h-iu\raibh e/ile, Oich u\ agus h-iu\raibh e/ile, H-iu\raibh o\, agus ho\ro e/ile, 'S mo chruinneag dhonn, gur a trom ad dheigh mi C'a\ite bheil i ann an Albann Cruinneag bho\idheach is gille calpa Slios mar fhaoilinn air aodan fairge, 'S gur h-e do throm-ghaol a rinn mo mharbhadh Chorus 'Nuair a the/id mi chun na fe/ille Bidh mo shu\il air a 'chruinneig ghle/-ghil, Is binne Ga\idhlig's as deise Beurla, 'S bidh sa\iltean a\rd air a bro\gan eutrom, Chorus Tha do shu\ilean mar na sheuran, No mar dhearcagan donn an t-sle/ibhe Dubh a's donn ann am measg a che/ile, 'S gu bheil ceann dubh air mo chruinneaig ghle/-ghil Chorus @SONG: Borders and Time I think of you all the time I'll pay for my sins The hearthache begins I can't free you from my mind It seems so these days I've tried every way You have drifted so far from me The winds of change Have swept you away Night and day It seems like eternity Borders and time have kept you from me Blue are the ocean waters Along a lover's shoreline You will not be forgotten But now that you've gone The heartache live on A warm breeze blows over a gentle sea The summer is near, the hearache is here The fiddler plays an old time melody The tune is the same Change the faces and names Blue are the ocean waters Along a lovers' shoreline You will not be forgotten But now that you've gone The heartache live on Blue are the ocean waters Along a lover's shoreline You will not be forgotten But now that you've gone The heartache lives on Oh borders and time The heartache is mine @SONG: Mull River Shuffle Here comes Mister MacNeil The fine shape that he is in There is no telling which way he'll feel After his twister around the beinn Raisin' the jar an raisin' hell There's plenty of stories that they will tell Some are born of true detail Some are purely fiction Look up yonder it's old MacPhee He's having a few he can hardly see Wrapped his buggy around a tree Someone call the Mounties Raisin't the jar and raisin' hell There's plenty of stories that they will tell Some are born of true detail Some are purely fiction There they stand by the door Selling bush by the score Asking you to buy some more Along the shores of 'Cocomagh Raisin' the jar and raisin' hell There's plenty of stories that they will tell Some are born of true detail Some are purely fiction I'll go home, I'll go home Full of the devil and full of the rum I'll go home, I'll go home We'll all go home in the morning @SONG: Lisa Brown Come on home Lisa Brown You've been ramblin' too long Lay your head and weary bones down So come on home Lisa Brown Come on home Lisa Brown You've been ramblin' too long Lay your head and weary bones down So come on home Lisa Brown I hear your momma calling you She feels she knows what to do She says it's time you're westward bound So come on home Lisa Brown Come on home Lisa Brown You've been ramblin' too long Lay your head and weary bones down So come on home Lisa Brown You hung your hat in the cold Gaspe/ I guess that's the way it oughta be Then you headed out to the old east coast 'Cause that's the life you love the most Come on home Lisa Brown You've been ramblin' too long Lay your head and weary bones down So come on home Lisa Brown May find yourself in Mexico That may be the way to go Sweet senor and tequila too Your younger days are leaving you Further on down the road Your story must be told There'll be those that fret and frown If you come on home Lisa Brown Come on home Lisa Brown You've been ramblin' too long Lay your head and weary bones down So come on home Lisa Brown Come on home Lisa Brown You've been ramblin' too long Lay your head and weary bones down So come on home Lisa Brown You've been ramblin' too long So come on home Lisa Brown @SONG: Ho Ro Mo Nighean Donn Bho\idheach (Nut Brown Maiden) A Charming love song to a highland maiden in which her lover vows to return and reclaim ber to share his life of exile in the lowlands. Seisd (Chorus) Ho ro\, mo nigh'n donn bho\idheach, Hi ri\, mo nigh'n donn bho\idhech Mo chaileag laghach, bho\idheach, Cha phos mi ach tu A Pheigi dhonn nam bla\th-shul Gur trom a thug mi gra\dh dhuit Tha d'iomhaigh ghaoil a's d'a\illeachd A ghna\th tigh'n fo m'u\idh Chorus 'S ann tha mo ru\n's na beanntaibh, Far bheil mo ribhinn ghreannar Mar ro\s am fa\sach Shamhraidh An gleann fad'o shu\il. Chorus Ach 'n uair a thig an Samradh Bheir mise sgriob do 'n ghleann ud 'S gun tog mi leam do 'n Ghaildachd Gu h-annsail am flur Chorus Tramp Miner I am a tramp miner I've been for some time now I live without light of the day In the black underground, that's where I'll be found Biding my time away Oh working my life away From here out to Timmins I've loved all your women In the taverns I drank down my pay But I'd do it again even though it's a sin For it's better that driving the raise If you've done it you'd know what I say So I'll roll, roll with the wind Roll, roll with the wind Roll, roll with the time and the wind Then I'll find my way back home again Homesickness, heartbreak and black lung Among these men run rampant As they're rockin' n' rollin' High ballin' this country today I've been a tramp miner for such a long time now I've lived without light of the day In a hole in the ground They'll lower me down That'll be my final pay For working my life away So I'll roll, roll with the wind Roll, roll with the wind Roll, roll with the time and the wind Then I'll find my way back home again Roll, roll with the wind So I'll roll, roll with the wind Roll, roll with the wind Roll, roll with the time and the wind Then I'll find my way back home again Carry me back home again @SONG: Rise Again When the waves roll on over the waters And the ocean cries We look to our sons and daughters To explain our lives As if a child could tell us why That as sure as the sunrise As sure as the sea As sure as the wind in the trees We rise again in the faces of our children We rise again in the voices of our song We rise again in the waves out on the ocean And then we rise again When the light goes dark with the forces of creation Across a stormy sky We look to reincarnation to explain our lives As if a child could tell us why That as sure as the sunrise As sure as the sea As sure as the wind in the trees We rise again in the faces of our children We rise again in the voices of our song We rise again in the waves out on the ocean And then we rise again We rise again in the faces of our children We rise again in the voices of our song We rise again in the waves out on the ocean And then we rise again @SONG: Leis An Lurgainn (Boat Song) Written by a MacInnes from Fort William after returning home safely from a stormy voyage to Ireland on his ship, The Lurgainn Seisd (Chorus) Leis an Lurgainn o hi Leis an Lurgainn o ho\ Beul an anamoich o hi 's fheudar faibh le 'cuid seo\l An Cuan Eirinn o hi Muir ag e/irigh o ho\ Cha bu le/ir dhuinn o hi Ni fo 'n ghre/in ach na neo\il Chorus Seachad Ile o hi 'M beul na h-oidhche o ho\ Las sinn coinnlean o hi 'S chuir sinn combaist air do\igh Chorus Seachad Aros o hi Bha i ga\bhaidh o ho\ 'N fhairge la\idir o hi Suas gu ba\rr a' chroinn-sgo\id Chorus Hi ho\ hi ho\ Hi ho\ hi ho\ Chorus @SONG: Saved In the Arms They carried my old friend to the church yard My eyes cast slowly to the ground The preacher read him his last words Then they lowered his body down Saved in the arms of my loved one Saved on his gentle breast Saved in the arms of my loved one I lay my weary head down to rest The church bell tolled for the rich man The church bell tolled for the poor I shed a final tear for my old friend For never will I see him no more Saved in the arms of my loved one Saved on his gentle breast Saved in the arms of my loved one I lay my weary head down to rest Gone are the days of Black Diamond Gone is the beer and whiskey too I said a final prayer for my old friend Then carried my body home to you Saved in the arms of my loved one Saved on his gentle breast Saved in the arms of my loved one I lay my weary head down to rest Saved in the arms of my loved one Saved on his gentle breast Saved in the arms of my loved one I lay my weary head down to rest I lay my eary head to rest @SONG: Johnny Tulloch Johnny Tulloch agus Mary agus Iain Alex Rory Angus Hector, Mary Sarah, Archie Dan, Alex Joe Little Johnny Dougal agus Theresa Duncan Peter All piled in a wagon for a dance in Glencoe Well they barrelled down the back roads By the farmhouse and the pasture They barrelled down the back roads Where the bochans wouldn't go Sipped a little dealach just to get the diddle flowing Sang a gaelic song there was no radio When they got to the dance They could hear the fiddle playing The could see the couples swaying Through a window by the door Shovelled out a nickel to a man behind the wicket Then heard the prompter holler "Four couples on the floor" Well they danced all night there was nobody caring Shuffled in the gravel and they shuffled in the snow Stepped 'er in the hall and they stepped 'er in the parking lot Didn't give a damn they just had to let her go Johnny Tulloch agus Mary agus Iain Alex Rory Angus Hector, Mary Sarah, Archie Dan, Alex Joe Little Johnny Dougal agus Theresa Duncan Peter All piled in a wagon for a dance in Glencoe Johnny Tulloch agus Mary agus Iain Alex Rory Angus Hector, Mary Sarah, Archie Dan, Alex Joe Little Johnny Dougal agus Theresa Duncan Peter All piled in a wagon for a dance in Glencoe All piled in a wagon for a dance in Glencoe All piled in a wagon for they were heading home. @SONG: Turn That Boat Around Brave the lonesome wind Sail the cold deep water Brave the lonesome wind Sail the cold deep water The wind will see them home The sea will do no harm Turn that boat around Wait the sons and the daughter Long time gone, nothing's lost forgotten Turn that boat around There's plenty there for all Break open the doors and hatches Avoid the rocks and squalls Fill the hold with catches The wind will see them home The sea will do no harm Turn that boat around Wait the bonnie lassies Long time gone, nothing's lost forgotten Turn that boat around The wind will see them home The sea will do no harm Turn that boat around Wait the bonnie lassies Long time gone, nothing's lost forgotten Turn that boat around The wind will see them home The sea will do no harm Turn that boat around Wait the bonnie lassies Long time gone, nothing's lost forgotten Turn that boat around The wind will see them home The sea will do no harm Turn that boat around Wait the bonnie lassies Turn that boat around Turn that boat around