We were singing this tonight and I remembered how much I like it
My Bonny Yew Tree
A mile frae Pencaitland, on the road to the sea
Stands a yew tree a thousand years old,
And the old women swear by the gray o’ their hear
That it knows what the future will hold,
For the shadow of Scotland surround you,
‘Mid the kail and the corn and the kye.
All the hopes and the fears of a thousand long years,
Under the Lothian sky.
Chorus:
My bonny yew tree, tell me what do you see.
My bonny yew tree, tell me what do you see.
Did you look through the haze o’ the long summer days
To the south and the far English border?
All the bonnets o’ steel on Flodden’s cold field.
Did they march by your side in good order?
Did you ask them the price of their glory
When you heard the great slaughter begin?
All the dust o’ their bones Would rise up frae the stones
To bring tears to the eyes o’ the wind.
Chorus
Not once did you speak for the poor or the weak
When the moss-troopers lay in your shade
For to hide frae the thunder and count all the plunder
And share out the spoils o’ the raid.
But you saw the smiles o’ the gentry,
And the laughter of lords at their gains,
Oh, when the poor hunt the poor
Through mountain and moor,
The rich man can keep them in chains.
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And there as I stood and laid hands to your wood
It might be a kindness to fell you.
One kiss o’ the axe and you’re freed frae the racks
O’ the sad bloody tales that we tell you.
But a wee bird flew from your branches
And sang out as never before.
And the song that he sang was a thousand years old.
And to learn it along thousand more.
Chorus
And we sang this, too. It felt good. Don't care if it isn't fashionable
Sell Your Labour Not Your Soul
Brian McNeill
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Young and old, true and bold
Sell your labour not your soul
Solidarity's your goal - join the union
Come and listen through the land, working woman, working man
Young and old, true and bold - join the union
Black, brown or white, get ready for the fight
Young and old, true and bold - join the union
Will you stand upon your rights or will you live upon your knees
Doff your cap and look away while the bosses take their ease
Unemployment is the fear the bosses whisper in your ear
Young and old, true and bold - join the union
Short term contract when they hire makes it easier to fire
Young and old, true and bold - join the union
More efficiency's the cry, technology's the game
And every dividend you double - well your wages stay the same
They say the unions' day is done and the country's moving on
Young and old, true and bold - join the union
Aye the government knows best, private sector does the rest
Young and old, true and bold - join the union
They'll privatise your hopes and they'll privatise your fears
If they catch your children crying they'll privatise their tears
We will rise, we will grow, we are stronger than we know
Young and old, true and bold - join the union
We will not be denied for we have right upon our side
Young and old, true and bold - join the union
So raise the banners high, let us all march behind
Let Scotland be the first to draw the new union li