Biografia:
Back of the Moon was a Scottish musical group featuring Findlay Napier which played both new and Scottish traditional tunes and songs. In 2005 the band was awarded 'Best Folk Band' at the Scots Trad Music Awards, having received "Best Up and Coming Act" at the awards in 2003 and "Best Celtic Group" at Festival Interceltique de Lorient 2003. Having completed their final US tour, the band played their last ever gig in the Kennedy Centre in Washington, D.C. on November 21, 2007.
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Back Of The Moon - The Baron Of Brackley
[Intro]
G C G D7 C (2x)
[Verse 1]
G Em
Doon Deeside cam Inveray, a-whistlin' an' playin'
G C D7
An' he cam by Brackley's yetts ere the day was dawin'
C G C D7
"Oh, are ye there, Brackley, and are ye within?
C G C D7
Oor shairp swords are at yer yetts, an' we'll gaur your bluid spin"
[Verse 2]
G Em
"Rise up, Betsy Gordon, an' gie me my gun
G C D7
For though I gang oot, love, sure I'll never come in
C G C D7
Come kiss me, my Betsy, nor think I'm tae blame
C G C D7
For though I hae ae man, I'm sure they hae ten"
[Verse 3]
G Em
When Brackley was mounted and rade on his horse
G C D7
A bonnier baron ne'er rade o'er a course
C G C D7
Twa gallanter Gordons did never swords draw
C G C D7
But against three-and-thirty, fa's me, whit is twa?
[Verse 4]
G Em
Wi' their dirks and their broadswords, they did him surroun'
G C D7
And they killed bonny Brackley wi' mony's a woun'
C G C D7
Frae the heid o' the Dee tae the banks o' the Spey
C G C D7
The Gordons shall mourn him and ban Inveray
[Instrumental]
G C G D7 C (2x)
[Verse 5]
G Em
Oh, cam ye by Brackley's yetts, an' cam ye by here?
G C D7
An' saw ye his lady a-rivin' her hair?
C G C D7
Oh, an' I cam by Brackley's yetts an' I cam by here
C G C D7
An' I saw his fair lady, she wis makin' guid cheer
[Verse 6]
G Em
She was rantin' an' dancin' an' singin' wi' joy
G C D7
An' vowin' that verra nicht, she would feast Inveray
C G C D7
Well, she's laughed wi' him, danced wi' him, welcomed him in
C G C D7
She was kind tae the murderer wha had slayed her guid man
[Verse 7]
G Em
Through hedges an' ditches ye canna be sure
G C D7
But through the woods at Glentor, ye can slip in an hour
C G C D7
An' it's up spak the babe, sittin' on his mither's knee
C G C D7
Sayin', "Afore I'm a man, it's avenged I'll be"
[Outro]
G C G D7 C (2x)
[Intro]
G C G D7 C (2x)
[Verse 1]
G Em
Doon Deeside cam Inveray, a-whistlin' an' playin'
G C D7
An' he cam by Brackley's yetts ere the day was dawin'
C G C D7
"Oh, are ye there, Brackley, and are ye within?
C G C D7
Oor shairp swords are at yer yetts, an' we'll gaur your bluid spin"
[Verse 2]
G Em
"Rise up, Betsy Gordon, an' gie me my gun
G C D7
For though I gang oot, love, sure I'll never come in
C G C D7
Come kiss me, my Betsy, nor think I'm tae blame
C G C D7
For though I hae ae man, I'm sure they hae ten"
[Verse 3]
G Em
When Brackley was mounted and rade on his horse
G C D7
A bonnier baron ne'er rade o'er a course
C G C D7
Twa gallanter Gordons did never swords draw
C G C D7
But against three-and-thirty, fa's me, whit is twa?
[Verse 4]
G Em
Wi' their dirks and their broadswords, they did him surroun'
G C D7
And they killed bonny Brackley wi' mony's a woun'
C G C D7
Frae the heid o' the Dee tae the banks o' the Spey
C G C D7
The Gordons shall mourn him and ban Inveray
[Instrumental]
G C G D7 C (2x)
[Verse 5]
G Em
Oh, cam ye by Brackley's yetts, an' cam ye by here?
G C D7
An' saw ye his lady a-rivin' her hair?
C G C D7
Oh, an' I cam by Brackley's yetts an' I cam by here
C G C D7
An' I saw his fair lady, she wis makin' guid cheer
[Verse 6]
G Em
She was rantin' an' dancin' an' singin' wi' joy
G C D7
An' vowin' that verra nicht, she would feast Inveray
C G C D7
Well, she's laughed wi' him, danced wi' him, welcomed him in
C G C D7
She was kind tae the murderer wha had slayed her guid man
[Verse 7]
G Em
Through hedges an' ditches ye canna be sure
G C D7
But through the woods at Glentor, ye can slip in an hour
C G C D7
An' it's up spak the babe, sittin' on his mither's knee
C G C D7
Sayin', "Afore I'm a man, it's avenged I'll be"
[Outro]
G C G D7 C (2x)
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