Dark LochnagarCifra

  C 
Away, ye gay landscapes, ye gardens of roses.  
  F            C                  G 
In you let the minions of luxury rove. 
     C 
Restore me the rocks where snowflake reposes 
     F                C        G         C 
If still they are sacred to freedom and love 
  C              F           C 
Yet Caledonia beloved are thy mountains,  
                                        G 
Round their white summit your elements war. 
      C 
Tho’ cataracts foam instead of smooth flowing fountains, 
    C                       G        C 
I sigh for the valleys of dark Lochnagarr. 


  C 
Ah, there my young footsteps in infancy wandered. 
  F            C                        G 
My cap was my bonnet, my cloak was my plaid. 
     C 
On chieftains long perished my memories pondered 
     F                C          G            C 
As daily I strayed through the pine covered glade. 
   C                            F           C 
I sought not my home till the days dying glory. 
                                            G 
Gave place to the rays of the bright polar star 
      C 
For fancy was cheered by traditional glory  
     C                        G        C 
Disclosed by the natives of dark Lochnagarr. 


  C 
Shades of the dead, have I not heard your voices 
  F                  C                    G 
Rise on the night-rolling breath of the gale? 
     C 
Surely the soul of the hero rejoices. 
     F                 C          G            C 
And rides on the wind o’er his own Highland vale 
   C                            F           C 
Round Lochnagarr, while the stormy mist gathers, 
                                 G 
Winter presides in his cold icy car; 
      C 
Clouds there encircle the forms of my fathers; 
      C                         G        C 
They dwell in the tempests of dark Lochnagarr. 

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  C               F              C 
Yet, Caledonia beloved are thy mountains 
                 C          G        C 
I sigh for the valley of dark Lochnagarr… 


 C 
Ill starred now the brave did no vision foreboding. 
  F                 C                   G 
Tell you that fate had forsaken your cause 
     C 
How were you destined to die at Culloden? 
   F                 C           G            C 
Though victory crowned not your fall with applause. 
   C                            F           C 
Still were  you happy in deaths earthly slumbers 
                                            G 
Tae sleep wi’ your clan in the caves of Braemar 
      C 
The pibroch resounds tae the pipers loud numbers 
     C                        G        C 
Your deeds on the echoes o’ dark Lochnagarr. 

  C 
Years have rolled on Lochnagarr, since I left you  
  F                 C                G 
Years must elapse ere I tread you again 
     C 
Through nature of verdure and flowers has bereft you, 
  F                 C           G        C 
Yet still you are dearer than Albion’s plain 
   C                       F           C 
England, thy beauties are tame and domestic 
                                        G 
To one who has roved on the mountains afar; 
      C 
Oh for the crags that are wild and majestic 
      C                         G        C 
The steep sounding glories of dark Lochnagarr 

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The steep sounding glories of dark Lochnagarr 
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The steep sounding glories of dark Lochnagarr 
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The steep sounding glories of dark Lochnagarr