Spootiskerry
Uncle Jed finds a cure for his ailing Spootiskerry
A Part:
I'll be six, turning sixty, turning sixty one today, yes I will
And I've got a lot of-got a lot of life in me still;
I can feel it in my spirit, in my toes, yes sir-ee
Yes sir-ee, oh yes sir, yes sir-ee
(music repeated, but not words)

B Part:
Yes, I've got, yes I've got a lot- feel it in my bones,
Till I dance upon the chairs and on the tables too;
Yes I dance on the furniture- skip across the floor,
As the music quickly leads me to the open door:
Then I dance through the corridors, out into the street,
Where I do a little jig for all the folks I meet;
And the stars, come out beautiful- so beautiful to-night,
I could dance through the evening, till the morning light.


Piper's Cave
After a Long Hibernation - the piper finally comes out of his cave

It  is coming from the piper's cave,
you can hear it o-n the-e hillside now;
In the valley, there's a sound of joy,
for the old grey piper's com-ing.

With his ancient tartan bright and fair
and a bonnet o-n hi-s grizzled hair;
as the sun shines down where he walks upon,
for the old grey piper's coming. 

Oh, he's coming o'er the ridge right now,
and the wind a blowing on his furrowed brow;
as he stops, awhile, to breathe the air,
the flowers all are blooming.

And the heather sways and smells so sweet,
and the earth is soft beneath his feet;
then he starts to play his favourite tune,
while it echoes down in the valley. 

Glencoe 
(music by Dan R. MacDonald)

Oh, the day goes by, it never comes again,
to-morrow is another, is another day;
when the sun goes down, the stars come dancing out,
to-morrow love will come again. (Repeat)

As it ri-ses bright and bonnie, shinning on my bonnie
can a bounie, woe a bonnie, early in the morn;
and the wind blows bright and gayly, early in the day
we'll meet upon the hillside in the morn:

with the fire a growing steady, aye our hearts are ready
oh so sweetly, will ya meet me, will ya greet me lass;
while the wind is blowing in our hair
love is a bloom, everywhere,
can a bonnie, kiss a bonnie, then.

Haste to the Wedding

A part:
I go to the banks of the flowing Red River
and think of the days of my wandering 0,
as I sit by the side and I gaze in the water
I think of a man that I once used to know.

I go to the banks of the flowing Red River
and think of the days of my wandering 0,
as I sit by the side and I gaze in the water
Think of the days that are now long ago.(2nd time)

B Part:
It is there that I first saw a maid of the forest,
it's there that I first set to wandering o
and the days, passed, close by the river
and they have been with me, wherever I go.

It is there that I first met the folk of the forest,
it's there that I first set to wandering 0,
and the nights, came, down by the river,
danced with the elves and the young faeries 0.

Go to the Devil and Shake Yourself

A Part
Go to the Devil and shake yourself, shake yourself,
go to the dev-il, do not delay; cause,
he's always ready to teach you, to teach you to
do it the old fashioned classical way.

Go to the Devil and scratch yourself, scratch yourself
go to the dev-il, do not delay;`cause,
he's always ready to teach you, to teach you to
do it the old fashioned classical way.

B Part
Go to the Devil, he's sure to be there,
yes, he'll always keep you in his tender care;
you'll be at the top of the class for awhile,
If You don't shake too slow and remember to smile.


Smash the Windows
taken from Mathew 6:28-9

Behold the lilies of the fi-eld
they toil not, neither do they sp-i-n
behold the lilies of the fi-eld
for they neither toil nor spin (twice);

yet, t'is told in Mathew,s st-or-y,
So-lo-mon in all his gl-or-y,
was not a-ray-ed like o-ne of these
little chi-i-dren o-f the fa-ther. (twice)
 

The Light is Arising
sung to the tune Da Slockit Light by Tom Anderson

Let the rocks break forth and all creation Si-ng,
eagles, swallows, everything that is on the wing;
wind and clouds and with the sun most hi-gh,
join in this our day of joy.(twice)

For now and err, the light will shine upon our
path-way through the dark..ness;
from this hour may joy a-noi-nt us with
peace for evermore:
and in this day, we see the light a-ri-sing
t'is the day of jo-o-o-o-O-Y-Y-Y:
rocks break forth And all cre-a-tion sing-ing,
now and e-e-ve-r more.
 

Words by Adam Alfsen
For the use of the members of the
Markham Village Strathspey & Reel Society