Biography:
The Corries were a Scottish folk group which emerged from the Scottish folk revival of the early 1960s. Although the group went through several changes of line-up in the early days, it was as the partnership of Roy Williamson (1936 - 1990) and Ronnie Browne that it is best known. The early 1970s were the Corries' finest hour.
In 1962, Roy Williamson teamed up with Bill Smith and Ron Cockburn to form the "Corrie Folk Trio". Their first performance was in the Waverley Bar in St Mary's Street, Edinburgh.
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- Flower Of Scotland
- Skye Boat Song
- Bannockburn
- Bonnie Dundee
- Braes O Killiecrankie
- Cam Ye By Atholl
- Come And Join Us
- Come Oer The Stream Charlie
- Dark Lochnagar
- Johnny Lad
- Kishmuls Galley A Bhirlinn Bharrach
- Kiss The Children For Me Mary
- Leezie Lindsay
- Loch Lomond
- Loch Tay Boat Song
- Macphersons Rant
- Massacre Of Glencoe
- Mingulay Boat Song
- Mothers Daughters Wives
- Rose Of Price Charlie
- Scotland The Brave Humorous
- Scotland Will Flourish
- Side By Side
- Smile In Your Sleep Hush Hush
- The Bantam Cock
- The Black Douglas
- The Bonnie Lass Of Fyvie
- The Bonnie Ship The Diamond
- The Bricklayers Song
- The Folker
- The Lads Among Heather
- The Loo Song
- The News Frae Moidart
- The Portree Kid
- The Queens Four Marys
- The Scottish Holiday
- The Shoals O Herrin
- The Sunday Driver
- The Wild Mountain Thyme
- Twa Recruitin Sergeants
- Were No Awa Tae Bide Awa
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The loo song
[Verse]
G C
I was born in Arkansas, me mammy was a squaw,
G D
pappy hailed from Timbuktu,
G C
there’s one thing I recall that I hated most of all,
G D G
was that little green shed, our loo.
C G
It had a Cedar shingle roof, I swear that was the truth,
G D
hinges all rusting and corroding,
G C
‘twas a ghastly shade of green, the worst you’ve ever seen,
G D G
it stood there at the bottom of the garden.
[Verse]
G C
Well, one day when I was six, I was chopping at some sticks,
G D
when a nasty little gleam came to my eye,
G C
I ran down to the john and shoved it off the lawn
G D G
into the river flowing gently by.
[Verse]
G C
Soon my Pappy called my name, he yelled "Hey, what's ya game ?"
G D
Why did you shove our privy in the drink ?
G C
Well, then I shook with fear and shed a little tear,
G D G
I said, it wasn’t me, I didn’t think.
[Verse]
G C
Then my Pappy told to me, how George Washington felled the tree,
G D
then he went and owned up straight away.
G C
And because he told the truth, that honest youth foresooth,
G D G
his Pappy didn’t punish him that day.
[Verse]
G C
Well, me being a little green, I thought I'd best come clean,
G D
so I told my Pappy how I sank that shack.
G C
Well, with a rebel cry of glee he hauled me o’er his knee,
G D G
proceeded to wop me blue and black.
[Verse]
C G
It had a Cedar shingle roof, I swear that was the truth,
G D
hinges all rusting and corroding,
G C
‘twas a ghastly shade of green, the worst you’ve ever seen,
G D G
it stood there at the bottom of the garden.
[Verse]
G C
Since I hadn’t told a lie, I asked my Pappy, why ?
G D
He sat there and he answered with a frown.
G C
Well, George Washington’s pappy, he, wasn’t sitting in the tree,
G D G C G
when that little bastard went and chopped it down.
[Verse]
G C
I was born in Arkansas, me mammy was a squaw,
G D
pappy hailed from Timbuktu,
G C
there’s one thing I recall that I hated most of all,
G D G
was that little green shed, our loo.
C G
It had a Cedar shingle roof, I swear that was the truth,
G D
hinges all rusting and corroding,
G C
‘twas a ghastly shade of green, the worst you’ve ever seen,
G D G
it stood there at the bottom of the garden.
[Verse]
G C
Well, one day when I was six, I was chopping at some sticks,
G D
when a nasty little gleam came to my eye,
G C
I ran down to the john and shoved it off the lawn
G D G
into the river flowing gently by.
[Verse]
G C
Soon my Pappy called my name, he yelled "Hey, what's ya game ?"
G D
Why did you shove our privy in the drink ?
G C
Well, then I shook with fear and shed a little tear,
G D G
I said, it wasn’t me, I didn’t think.
[Verse]
G C
Then my Pappy told to me, how George Washington felled the tree,
G D
then he went and owned up straight away.
G C
And because he told the truth, that honest youth foresooth,
G D G
his Pappy didn’t punish him that day.
[Verse]
G C
Well, me being a little green, I thought I'd best come clean,
G D
so I told my Pappy how I sank that shack.
G C
Well, with a rebel cry of glee he hauled me o’er his knee,
G D G
proceeded to wop me blue and black.
[Verse]
C G
It had a Cedar shingle roof, I swear that was the truth,
G D
hinges all rusting and corroding,
G C
‘twas a ghastly shade of green, the worst you’ve ever seen,
G D G
it stood there at the bottom of the garden.
[Verse]
G C
Since I hadn’t told a lie, I asked my Pappy, why ?
G D
He sat there and he answered with a frown.
G C
Well, George Washington’s pappy, he, wasn’t sitting in the tree,
G D G C G
when that little bastard went and chopped it down.
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