Parish Of Dunkeld / Curlew lyrics
Song information
Artist: Silly Wizard Album: Live Wizardry
Lyrics
Oh, what a parish, a terrible parish; Oh, what a parish is that o' dunkeld They hangit their minister, droon'd their precentor Dang doun the steeple and fuddled the bell
The steeple was doun but the kirk was still staunin' They biggit a lum whaur the bell used to hang A stell-pat they gat and they brewed hielan' whisky; On sundays they drank it and ranted and sang
O, had you but seen how graceful it lookit To see the crammed pews sae socially joined Macdonald the piper stood up in the poopit He made the pipes skirl out the music divine
Wi' whiskey and beer they'd curse and they'd swear; They'd argue and fecht what ye daurna weel tell Bout geordie and charlie they bothered fu' rarely Wi' whisky they're worse than the devil himsel'
When the hairt-cheerin' spirit had mounted their garret Tae a ball on the green they a' did adjourn The maids wi' coats kilted, they skippit and liltit When tired they shook hands and then hame did return
If the kirks a' owre scotland held like social meetin's Nae warnin' ye'd need from a far-tinklin' bell For true love and friends wad draw ye thegither Far better than roarin' the horrors o' hell
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
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