Chords for The Corries Lochnagar
Tempo:
100.3 bpm
Chords used:
A
E
D
Bm
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Away ye gay landscapes, ye gardens so roses, in [D] you [A] let the minion luxury [E] roll.
And [A] restore me the rock where the snowflake reposes, if [Bm] still [A] they are sacred to [F#] freedom and love.
Brave Caledonia, [D] dear [A] are thy mountains, round their white summits though elements roar.
Though [A] cataracts roar, stead of [D] smooth flowing fountains, I sigh for the valley of [E] dark [A] love.
Footsteps in infancy wondered, [D] my cab [A] was the [E] bonnet, my cloak [E] was the blade, [A] when chieftains departed.
[E] My [A] memory lingered [D] as daily [A] I strayed [E] through the pine [A]-covered glade.
I sought not my home [D] till the days [A] die in glory, gave place to the race, oh the bright [E] polar star.
[A] My fancy was cheered [D] by the bold [A] martial story, as told by the sons of dark Lord Naga.
So growl on, Lord Naga, since I left [D] you, years [A] must roll on ere I see [E] you again.
[A] Though nature of verdure and flowers bereft [D] you, yet still [A] art thou [E] dearer than [A] Albion's plague.
England, thy [D] beauties are tame [A] and domestic, to one who has stroked on the [E] mountains above.
[A] Oh, for the crags [E] that are wild [A] and majestic, the steep frowning glories of dark Lord Naga.
Brave cab, [D] dear are thy eyes, I sigh for the valley of dark [E] [A]
love.
You'll start now the brave, did no vision foreboding, tell you that fate [D] hath forsaken [E] our cause.
[A] Yet were you destined to die at Culloden, [D] though victory [A]
crowned not your fall with a blast.
Yet were you happy in desertly slumbers, to sleep with your clan in the [E] caves of Raymar.
[A] The beaver-hawk [D] resounds to the [A] viper's loud numbers, yet deeds stay the echoes of dark Lord Naga.
Yet deeds stay the echoes of dark Lord Naga.
Yet deeds stay the echoes of dark Lord Naga.
Yet deeds stay the echoes of dark Lord Naga.
Brave cab, dear
[E] are [A] thy eyes, I sigh for the valley of dark [E]
[A] love.
And [A] restore me the rock where the snowflake reposes, if [Bm] still [A] they are sacred to [F#] freedom and love.
Brave Caledonia, [D] dear [A] are thy mountains, round their white summits though elements roar.
Though [A] cataracts roar, stead of [D] smooth flowing fountains, I sigh for the valley of [E] dark [A] love.
Footsteps in infancy wondered, [D] my cab [A] was the [E] bonnet, my cloak [E] was the blade, [A] when chieftains departed.
[E] My [A] memory lingered [D] as daily [A] I strayed [E] through the pine [A]-covered glade.
I sought not my home [D] till the days [A] die in glory, gave place to the race, oh the bright [E] polar star.
[A] My fancy was cheered [D] by the bold [A] martial story, as told by the sons of dark Lord Naga.
So growl on, Lord Naga, since I left [D] you, years [A] must roll on ere I see [E] you again.
[A] Though nature of verdure and flowers bereft [D] you, yet still [A] art thou [E] dearer than [A] Albion's plague.
England, thy [D] beauties are tame [A] and domestic, to one who has stroked on the [E] mountains above.
[A] Oh, for the crags [E] that are wild [A] and majestic, the steep frowning glories of dark Lord Naga.
Brave cab, [D] dear are thy eyes, I sigh for the valley of dark [E] [A]
love.
You'll start now the brave, did no vision foreboding, tell you that fate [D] hath forsaken [E] our cause.
[A] Yet were you destined to die at Culloden, [D] though victory [A]
crowned not your fall with a blast.
Yet were you happy in desertly slumbers, to sleep with your clan in the [E] caves of Raymar.
[A] The beaver-hawk [D] resounds to the [A] viper's loud numbers, yet deeds stay the echoes of dark Lord Naga.
Yet deeds stay the echoes of dark Lord Naga.
Yet deeds stay the echoes of dark Lord Naga.
Yet deeds stay the echoes of dark Lord Naga.
Brave cab, dear
[E] are [A] thy eyes, I sigh for the valley of dark [E]
[A] love.
Key:
A
E
D
Bm
F#
A
E
D
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Away _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ ye gay _ landscapes, ye gardens so roses, _ _ in [D] you [A] let the minion _ _ luxury [E] roll.
_ _ And [A] restore me the rock where the snowflake reposes, _ if [Bm] still [A] they are sacred to [F#] _ freedom and love.
_ _ _ _ Brave _ Caledonia, _ _ [D] dear [A] are thy mountains, _ round their white summits though elements roar.
_ Though [A] _ cataracts roar, stead of [D] smooth flowing _ _ fountains, I sigh _ for the valley _ of [E] dark [A] love. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Footsteps in infancy wondered, [D] my cab [A] was the [E] bonnet, my cloak [E] was the blade, [A] when chieftains departed.
[E] My [A] memory lingered [D] as daily [A] I strayed [E] through the pine [A]-covered glade.
I sought not my home [D] till the days [A] die in glory, gave place to the race, oh the bright [E] polar star.
[A] My fancy was cheered [D] by the bold [A] martial story, as told by the sons of dark Lord Naga. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ So growl on, Lord Naga, since I left [D] you, years [A] must roll on ere I see [E] you again.
[A] Though nature of verdure and flowers bereft [D] you, yet still [A] art thou [E] dearer than [A] Albion's plague.
_ England, thy [D] beauties are tame [A] and domestic, to one who has stroked on the [E] mountains above.
[A] Oh, for the crags [E] that are wild [A] and majestic, the steep frowning glories of dark Lord Naga. _ _ _ _ _
Brave cab, _ _ _ _ _ [D] dear are thy _ _ _ _ eyes, I sigh for the valley _ of dark [E] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ love.
You'll start now the brave, did no vision foreboding, tell you that fate [D] hath forsaken [E] our cause.
[A] Yet were you destined to die at Culloden, [D] though victory [A]
crowned not your fall with a blast.
Yet were you happy in desertly slumbers, to sleep with your clan in the [E] caves of Raymar.
[A] The beaver-hawk [D] resounds to the [A] viper's loud numbers, yet deeds stay the echoes of dark Lord Naga.
Yet deeds stay the echoes of dark Lord Naga.
Yet deeds stay the echoes of dark Lord Naga.
Yet deeds stay the echoes of dark Lord Naga. _ _ _ _
_ _ Brave cab, dear _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ are [A] thy _ _ _ _ eyes, I sigh for the valley _ of dark [E] _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ love. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Away _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ ye gay _ landscapes, ye gardens so roses, _ _ in [D] you [A] let the minion _ _ luxury [E] roll.
_ _ And [A] restore me the rock where the snowflake reposes, _ if [Bm] still [A] they are sacred to [F#] _ freedom and love.
_ _ _ _ Brave _ Caledonia, _ _ [D] dear [A] are thy mountains, _ round their white summits though elements roar.
_ Though [A] _ cataracts roar, stead of [D] smooth flowing _ _ fountains, I sigh _ for the valley _ of [E] dark [A] love. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Footsteps in infancy wondered, [D] my cab [A] was the [E] bonnet, my cloak [E] was the blade, [A] when chieftains departed.
[E] My [A] memory lingered [D] as daily [A] I strayed [E] through the pine [A]-covered glade.
I sought not my home [D] till the days [A] die in glory, gave place to the race, oh the bright [E] polar star.
[A] My fancy was cheered [D] by the bold [A] martial story, as told by the sons of dark Lord Naga. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ So growl on, Lord Naga, since I left [D] you, years [A] must roll on ere I see [E] you again.
[A] Though nature of verdure and flowers bereft [D] you, yet still [A] art thou [E] dearer than [A] Albion's plague.
_ England, thy [D] beauties are tame [A] and domestic, to one who has stroked on the [E] mountains above.
[A] Oh, for the crags [E] that are wild [A] and majestic, the steep frowning glories of dark Lord Naga. _ _ _ _ _
Brave cab, _ _ _ _ _ [D] dear are thy _ _ _ _ eyes, I sigh for the valley _ of dark [E] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ love.
You'll start now the brave, did no vision foreboding, tell you that fate [D] hath forsaken [E] our cause.
[A] Yet were you destined to die at Culloden, [D] though victory [A]
crowned not your fall with a blast.
Yet were you happy in desertly slumbers, to sleep with your clan in the [E] caves of Raymar.
[A] The beaver-hawk [D] resounds to the [A] viper's loud numbers, yet deeds stay the echoes of dark Lord Naga.
Yet deeds stay the echoes of dark Lord Naga.
Yet deeds stay the echoes of dark Lord Naga.
Yet deeds stay the echoes of dark Lord Naga. _ _ _ _
_ _ Brave cab, dear _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ are [A] thy _ _ _ _ eyes, I sigh for the valley _ of dark [E] _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ love. _