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I remember watching this on the TV back then. The Rankin Family then toured Scotland and we were lucky enough to see them at Eden Court Theatre in Inverness.

Now westlin winds and slaughtering guns Bring autumn's pleasant weather The moorcock springs on whirring wings Among the blooming heather Now waving grain, wild o'er the plain Delights the weary farmer And the moon shines bright as I rove at night To muse upon my charmer The partridge loves the fruitful fells The plover loves the mountain The woodcock haunts the lonely dells The soaring hern the fountain Through lofty groves the cushat roves The path of man to shun it The hazel bush o'erhangs the thrush The spreading thorn the linnet Thus every kind their pleasure find The savage and the tender Some social join and leagues combine Some solitary wander Avaunt! Away! the cruel sway, Tyrannic man's dominion The sportsman's joy, the murdering cry The fluttering, gory pinion But Peggy dear the evening's clear Thick flies the skimming swallow The sky is blue, the fields in view All fading green and yellow Come let us stray our gladsome way And view the charms of nature The rustling corn, the fruited thorn And every happy creature We'll gently walk and sweetly talk Till the silent moon shines clearly I'll grasp thy waist and, fondly pressed, Swear how I love thee dearly Not vernal showers to budding flowers Not autumn to the farmer So dear can be as thou to me My fair, my lovely charmer Source: LyricFind Songwriter: Dick Gaughan Lyrics: Robbie Burns (in 1775)

What's the spring breathing jasmine and rose? What's the summer with all its gay train? What's the splendor of autumn to those Who've bartered their freedom for gain? Chorus: Let the love of our land's sacred rights To the love of our people succeed Let friendship and honor unite And flourish on both sides the Tweed No sweetness the senses can cheer Which corruption and bribery bind No brightness the sun can e'er clear For honor's the sum of the mind (Chorus) Let virtue distinguish the brave Place riches in lowest degree Think them poorest who can be a slave Them richest who dare to be free (Chorus 2x)

I would go a long way to hear Gaughan sing this beautiful spine tingling song. My all time favourite. I once spent the winter in The Gambia, West Africa, and happened to see that he was performing in Bristol. What a good reason to go back home. A friend had a spare ticket and was ale to see him. I said I travelled several thousand miles for the pure enjoyment of seeing him and hearing him sing. Of course he sang this.

Love ya Dick! ❤

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"the fell gallus' ..... Pure poetry

Beautiful song, always adored it.

Listen to the Blind Old Dogs version of this called Song for Autumn. Beautiful song, beautifully sung by both Dick Gaughan and BOD.

That three part harmony...absolutely magical. I'll always have a fond place in my heart for The Rankin Family.

Thanks, Dougie❤

That looks a lot of fun!

Wonderful!

i yoused to believe in but not anymore, stupid English voting for Brexit, no words for you

Beautiful

The original version by the Corries kzbin.info/www/bejne/jprcfaisaKyGqZYsi=ylkqU_M0MLVWbv2K

Fantastic! Thanks for posting, I watched twice and I'll be back for sure 😊❤

Now westlin winds and slaught'ring guns Bring Autumn's pleasant weather; The moorcock springs on whirring wings Amang the blooming heather: Now waving grain, wide o'er the plain, Delights the weary farmer; And the moon shines bright, when I rove at night, To muse upon my charmer. The partridge loves the fruitful fells, The plover loves the mountains; The woodcock haunts the lonely dells, The soaring hern the fountains: Thro' lofty groves the cushat roves, The path of man to shun it; The hazel bush o'erhangs the thrush, The spreading thorn the linnet. Thus ev'ry kind their pleasure find, The savage and the tender; Some social join, and leagues combine, Some solitary wander: Avaunt, away! the cruel sway, Tyrannic man's dominion; The sportsman's joy, the murd'ring cry, The flutt'ring, gory pinion! But, Peggy dear, the ev'ning's clear, Thick flies the skimming swallow, The sky is blue, the fields in view, All fading-green and yellow: Come let us stray our gladsome way, And view the charms of Nature; The rustling corn, the fruited thorn, And ev'ry happy creature. We'll gently walk, and sweetly talk, Till the silent moon shine clearly; I'll grasp thy waist, and, fondly prest, Swear how I love thee dearly: Not vernal show'rs to budding flow'rs, Not Autumn to the farmer, So dear can be as thou to me, My fair, my lovely charmer!

I’m English and proud but I’m proud of Ireland more they accepted me when I moved there and the people are just amazing helpful happy friendly people I wish I was Irish

There is no better version of this Burns classic - Dougie at his very best with great accompaniment.

Once, when I was in one of the worst periods in my life, I bicycled 300 km alone, this song was my most played song during that journey (although the cover made by Celtic Woman)

Dick Gaughan genuinely has one of the greatest voices ever recorded. He is to Scotland what Luke Kelly was to Ireland.

His style and composition sounds like another McLean -- Don.

Do you know in which location it has been recorded ?

Ah, so good.

I was never fully broken-hearted because I never got to love my sweet Virginia Vecchiarelli from Ludlow, MA. When I saw this beauty at Fitchburg State College in 1977, she was, and still is the most beautiful woman I ever saw. We went on one date, but I was so socially awkward and shy, she could not see who I really was and how much I loved her. It was truly love at first sight. I am 67 now and pretty happily married, 3 smart sons, but I still think about Virginia almost every day. This song makes me cry almost every time I hear it. I only hope I can tell her this before I die.

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Brothers in arms...I had the honour too play at sessions and gigs with johnny..a magical man...his likes won't be seen again...

What offence do a lot of people commit under the railway byelaws as the train comes in at 01:30 ?

Love this!

Interesting that they don’t use that walkway that came out of the back of Waterloo past County Hall.. maybe that went to Hungerford Bridge…? I started work in a solicitors office as a junior clerk in Lincoln’s Inn Fields, January 1989, aged 16. This would’ve been the walk to Waterloo Station for me. To catch my train to Dorking. Down Kingsway, Aldwych and then the Bridge. However I despised it and frequently, laughably, took the tube from Temple to Embankment, then to Waterloo. Which usually took longer. But I did also sometimes listen to Waterloo Sunset on my cheapo Saisho walkman just to live the dream. The better part was in the winter, coming down Aldwych and the pavements were lit up by theatre lights. Good to see 9:38 Zoot Money. This scene from 1978 was utterly unchanged in 1989/1990. Now almost all of it is unrecognisable.

Great. My depot was at the station so used to watch the commuters every day. They where possessed with rushing about and would jump off moving trains and race off as if their lives depended on it. I always thought that when they did get where they where going they would sit there and do very little in no rush whatsoever !

Best music family to come from 🇨🇦👏👏👏

Molly Rankin’s dad shredding on that fiddle…🔥🔥🔥 And her aunts…😍😍😍

An a the wee buns on here don't get it.

I love this and Jim Malcolm's versions of this beautiful song.

Brilliant

So nice❤

great

Is that Scottish Gaelic?

What a precious recording with these three together performing a gem of a song.

One of my fav songs from childhood!❤

WHY WAS REGGIE PERRIN NOT SAT IN HIS USUAL PLACE DOING THE CROSSWORD WITH THE SNEEZING MAN RENE ON THE TRAIN

March 2023 ❤️🙏🏻🙏🏻🇨🇦

Gaughan’s voice is magic.

some fine mullets back there

l finally decided l'd had enough of all this shit - commuting every morning on the same train and seeing the same faces each day like a repeat of the day before - Like Groundhog day . So in 2014 l rented out my apartment for 900 a month ,threw all my belongings away , bought a Ford transit van and drove around the UK ,then did something l had wanted to do for 50 years - l went to the lsle of man TT ,then drove around lreland and saw the Mourne mountains, Conermara ,the Wicklow mountains, my mother's bithplace in lreland , then drove around France and Spain ,ltaly and Greece ( l saw and smelt the purple Lavender fields in Provence ,and went to the place where they filmed " A Good Year " (Russel Crowe ) . Woke up in Forests ,watched the sunset on beeches ,slept on mountains , woke up in the snow surrounded by wild boars / horses ,no bills ,no council tax,no worries ! Firkham hall !!! Fuck this sh*T !

l saw Arthur Scargill walk up those steps @03:07 in the late 90s /early 00s !! With his old dear and carrying a couple of suitcases !!! Going on holiday he was l reckon !!

So wonderful!