As a kid in America, I was haunted by a young-adult novel called "Seal Woman", about a man who meets an Irish woman with webbed hands who swims with the seals in the sea. Another related story (modern fantasy, nontraditional) is "The Woman who Loved Reindeer"by Robin McKinley.

This was no clan battle, it was a clash of civilisations

Yasssss! What a tuneage!

Michael Wells.... house and techno legend!!

just listen to the lyrics - this was an anti-war song

Said this for years, getting played at my funeral this❤

When I lived at Nairn, there was a local legend there of Selkies... it wasn't just the islands. (A friend of ours from the Hebridies was born with webs between his fingers and toes.)

Ronnie Browne, his beautiful voice: I've heard this song since a child, Ronnie's rendition is without comparison. The Seal legend is still alive....

A clash of 2 civilizations

English should ever be a second language only in Scotland. A citizen of Scotland must attend a special school to learn Gaelic. How wrong is that?

An all time best of the genre. Had this Cd set pass through my hands a while back and need another copy.

MCdowell under clan McDougall sibling clan or all Donald mc or Mac

Any live versions of this song, im sure i had it on vhs many years ago?

Insane tune like all of their works!!! Hands down

Cherlie wid greet if he could see the corruption that the snp have wrought since gaining power

Oh my gosh! Wow!

Does someone know what key this is in?

Lyrics Hush, hush, time to be sleepin' Hush, hush, dreams come a-creepin' Dreams of peace and of freedom So smile in your sleep, bonny baby Once, our valleys were ringin' With sounds of our children singin' But now, sheep bleat 'til the evenin' And shielings lied empty and broken Hush, hush, time to be sleepin' Hush, hush, dreams come a-creepin' Dreams of peace and of freedom So smile in your sleep, bonny baby Oh, we stood with heads bowed in prayer While Factors burnt our cottages bare The flames licked the clear mountain air And many were dead by the mornin' Hush, hush, time to be sleepin' Hush, hush, dreams come a-creepin' Dreams of peace and of freedom So smile in your sleep, bonny baby Where was our fierce Highland metal? Our men, once so arless in battle Now stand, cowed, huddled like cattle And wait to be shipped o'er the ocean Hush, hush, time to be sleepin' Hush, hush, dreams come a-creepin' Dreams of peace and of freedom So smile in your sleep, bonny baby No use in cryin' or bleedin' Gone, gone, all hopes of stayin' So hush, hush, the anchor's a-weighin' Don't cry in your sleep, bonny baby Hush, hush, time to be sleepin' Hush, hush, dreams come a-creepin' Dreams of peace and of freedom So smile in your sleep, bonny baby Source: Musixmatch Songwriters: Jimmy Reed Videos 4:14

Great song we heard about in annika!

My special mix with S.C. works & remixes kzbin.info/www/bejne/o4jYgmiue9ioebssi=xCjaPVj5VRGSKtDV

As Always ~~~~~~ GREAT !!!

The r/OldElectronicMusic subreddit brought me here! 🔥 💣 💚 The track is called "Etana's Flight"

I used to sing this to my baby grandson.

Fire track

Sang my version of this song earlier tonight at a gig, my way of honoring my ancestors. I hope people were listening properly...this song means a lot to me

Scotland's best-ever folk singers!

Never forget what was done, not once, not ever.

Let your schemes alone and leave a man to his fate 💕. Thank you corries. Our fate isn't this UK chaos.

This is the beginning and the end. This is everything. <3

Deep.Trance

General Cope led frae behind to keep his men in order When the English ran he was in the van and first across The border The Chevalier being void o' fear did march up Birsle Brae, man Through Tranent ere he did stent as fast as he could Gae, man General Cope did taunt and mock wi' many a loud huzza, Man But ere next morn proclaimed the dawn we heard another Craw, man The brave Lochiel, as I heard tell, led Camerons on in Clouds, man The morning fair and clear the air, they loose'd wi' Devilish thuds, man Doon guns they threw and swords they drew, soon they Chased them off, man On Seaton Crafts they buffet their chafts and gar'd Them run like daft, man Now Cadell? Dressed in among the rest wi' gun and guid Claymore, man A gelding grey he rade that day wi' pistols set before, Man The cause was good, he'd spend his blood before that he Would yield, man But the night before he left the corps and never faced The field, man Now Simpson keen to clear his een o' rebels far and Round, man Did never strive wi' pistols five but galloped wi' the Throng, man On Soutra Hill there he stood still before he tasted Meat, man Troth he may brag o' his swift nag that bore him off so Fleet, man The bluff Dragoon swore blood and 'oons they'd mak' the Rebels run, man Yet they flee when them they see and winnae fire a gun, Man They turn'd their back, their foot they brak', terror Seiz'd them a', man Some wet their cheeks, some filled their breeks and Some for fear did fa', man

Amen!

People don't understand this song is about the lowlanders (Scottish Protestants) insulting the Highlanders of Scotland and Catholics loyal to the House of Stuart, hence why Jacobite means King James. It's a song mocking the Highlanders clans.

Verry relaxing

Laying my wee dad to eternal rest with this song next week ...... no more pain for you faither time to be sleeping and we will meet again. Slainte :-(

first anti war song is "Fighting for Strangers", take that one all the way back to Uthred and the Last Kingdom!

Absolutely brilliant 🤪💪💯💪💥💯

Poor Rabbie Burns, A great poet. He was only 37 when he died.

I have to say I am torn as to which version is better: this or Jeannie Robertson.

Do any other Americans remember learning this tune as a campfire song in boy scout camps?

Glory to the White race!

Free Scotland.

Corries brilliant music love to hear them stirring songs from a scouser English man 👨

What a piece of music...am i mistaken that none of the riffs repeat themselves throughout ?

The tune that tucked her Majesty into the grave.

Lords of the isles proud to be descendent off the macdonald clan my great grandmother was from clan macloeds and she married a cheiftan called Donald mcdonald but she had daughter cathrine macdonald who was nurse in land army in first world war but she married a campbell who had son john campbell who sold the last peace of macdonald land and the claims to the land now its been sold and nothing remains of the royal mcdonald family thats was ment to replace the the stewart line but the mcdonalds got betrayed by the campbells and slaughtered on culloden moor while the the royal mcdonald clan was sleeping after the mcdonalds had gave the campbells food and water and somewhere to sleep for the night thats why culloden moor hold sad deep powerful memories in the mcdonald clan the royal macdonalds will never be forgotten the Stewart line betrayed us all thats why the mcdonalds have deep sense of loss and hurt in their dna my grandmother was flora macdonald campbell she was direct descendent of the lord of the isles and clan macloed but she sufferd great hardship and people mocking her because who she was related too she also died with no money no husband and no land she was the last of our family line people didn't even know she was of royal blood line l will never forget this fact or the hardship my loyal royal family got in return for help fight centuries of battles wars and oppression n lies along the way l know deep down my mcdonald family were loyal to the very end and got nothing but betrayal in return the real mcdonalds know these facts to be true but so much of our history was detroyed along the way leaving no paper trail behide it alba gu brath aghoul agam orst independent scotland 🙏🙏🙏🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿💙💙💙

this should be dark soul, eden ring soundtrack! damn

The tune to this is taken from the pipe lament Mist Covered Mountain of Home. The tune that carried Queen Elizabeth II from the lying in state to her funeral at Westminster Abbey.

Ethnic cleansing

The piano melody which starts at 10:00 sounds like Gary Go's "Wonderful"