Trad/Campbell, Bridgegate Music
The words, apart from verse four, are based on a Broadside from the the 19th century Poets Box originally at Glasgow Cross, now a collection in the Mitchell Library Glasgow, catalogued and restored by the wonderful Adam MacNaughton – singer /songwriter, living legend, and great friend of ours.
Verse four comes from a poem nailed up on the wall of the Clachan Pub in Drymen village, Loch Lomond.
The music is based on a Scandinavian tune learnt from the wonderful Hardanger fiddlers of Folkdangilda, Bergen, Norway during an epic music tour many years ago.
See the miser o’er his treasure, gloating wi a greedy ee
Can he see the glow of pleasure that around us here we see
Happy we are all together, Happy we’ll be one and all
Time shall see us all the better, Ere we rise tae gang awa
Can the Peer in silk and ermine call his conscience half his own
His clothes are spun and edged with vermin though he sits upon a throne
Happy we are all together, Happy we’ll be one and all
Time shall see us all the better, Ere we rise tae gang awa
We’ve seen the young become the old, we’ve seen their heads turn grey man
The rich, the poor, the meek, the bold, the preacher and the layman
Happy we are all together, Happy we’ll be one and all
Time shall see us all the better, Ere we rise tae gang awa
Here around the ingle blazing, wha sae happy and so free
Though the northern winds blow freezing friendship warms both you and me
Though the northern winds blow freezing friendship warms both you and me
Though the northern winds blow freezing friendship warms both you and me
Though the northern winds blow freezing friendship warms both you and me
Though the northern winds blow freezing friendship warms both you and me
Though the northern winds blow freezing friendship warms both you and me