Transition

by Lisa Rigby

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released 07 June 2011

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Lisa Rigby Edinburgh, UK

Lisa started composing & performing in 2004, recording her debut CD “Hello” the following year. In 2008 she formed Townhouse with Stuart Clark & John Farrell, their debut LP "Ten Pieces" appearing in 2009. Lisa’s 2nd solo CD “Transition” was launched in 2011 and has already earned returning airplay on Iain Anderson’s Evening Show on BBC Radio Scotland.

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Track Name: Freedom Come All Ye
Roch the win i the clear day's dawin
Blaws the clouds heilster-gowdie owre the bay
But thair's mair nor a roch win blawin
Thro the Great Glen o the warl the day
It's a thocht that'll gar oor rottans
Aa thae rogues that gang gallus fresh an gay
Tak the road an seek ither loanins
Fir thair ill-ploys tae sport an play

Nae mair will our bonnie callants
Merch tae war whan our braggarts crousely craw
Nor wee weans frae pitheid an clachan
Mourn the ships sailin doun the Broomielaw
Broken faimlies in lans we've hairriet
Will curse 'Scotlan the Brave' nae mair, nae mair
Black an white ane-til-ither mairriet
Mak the vile barracks o thair maisters bare

Sae come aa ye at hame wi freedom
Never heed whit the houdies croak for Doom
In yer hous aa the bairns o Adam
Will fin breid, barley-bree an painted room
Whan MacLean meets wi friens in Springburn
Aa thae roses an geeans will turn tae bloom
An a black lad frae yont Nyanga
Dings the fell gallows o the burghers doun.