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A co-write with my very good friends Bernard Brogue and Bob Shields, it's about a foreigner who finds his heart in Scotland
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The Glen of Amelanchier
Come from far away to rest quietly here
Here in the Glen of Amelanchier
Each single flake of a snowbound hill
A frosted star that once was a tear
All the winds that rage in this world
Storms that reel, tempest’s skirl
Carried me here to lay at your feet
A fallen life, a flower unfurled
You find your place in the heart of a friend
Held in the prayer of her hands again
A life returned may start o’er again
To blossom evermore on the wind
Weather life’s storms and go where we will
A refugee at the door of the inn
The way ahead lies open and clear
As burning runs the dancing deer
The hills that once again call us home
To the Glen of Amelanchier
You find your place in the heart of a friend
Held in the prayer of her hands again
The way ahead lies open and clear
As burning runs the dancing deer
The hills that once again call us home
To the Glen of Amelanchier
© music by Bernard Brogue; words by Tom Fairnie, Bob Shields & Bernard Brogue 19th April 2009. Based on an earlier melody by Bernard Brogue
Come from far away to rest quietly here
Here in the Glen of Amelanchier
Each single flake of a snowbound hill
A frosted star that once was a tear
All the winds that rage in this world
Storms that reel, tempest’s skirl
Carried me here to lay at your feet
A fallen life, a flower unfurled
You find your place in the heart of a friend
Held in the prayer of her hands again
A life returned may start o’er again
To blossom evermore on the wind
Weather life’s storms and go where we will
A refugee at the door of the inn
The way ahead lies open and clear
As burning runs the dancing deer
The hills that once again call us home
To the Glen of Amelanchier
You find your place in the heart of a friend
Held in the prayer of her hands again
The way ahead lies open and clear
As burning runs the dancing deer
The hills that once again call us home
To the Glen of Amelanchier
© music by Bernard Brogue; words by Tom Fairnie, Bob Shields & Bernard Brogue 19th April 2009. Based on an earlier melody by Bernard Brogue
awigze
Oh, you have to go there? I thought I found Scotland in my heart just by listening. Always wanted to go there. Nice song and a peaceful and gentle spirit to this. Well played indeed! Would love to know these Bernard, Bob and Tom folk.