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Pendulum

by Gillian Frame

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The Rothes Colliery The carriage hall’s three stories high Deep down under the ground Strip lights hanging from a coal black sky Down the Rothes Colliery Forbes promised them work for 100 years Deep down under the ground They built a town for volunteers Down the Rothes Colliery Even the monarch put in a shift Deep down under the ground Swapped her dress for a boiler suit Down the Rothes Colliery But Mother Nature got in the way Deep down under the ground And tried to wash that pit away Down the Rothes Colliery Saw it once when I was thirteen Deep down under the ground Changing bulbs on the end of a crane Down the Rothes Colliery No one there but my dad and me Deep down under the ground A the dark old promise of what could have been Down the Rothes Colliery
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Lovely Molly 04:11
Lovely Molly As Molly was milking her yowes on a day Oh by came young Jamie who to her did say Your fingers are nimble the yowes they are free We’ll ca the yowes tae the knowes lovely Molly. Oh where is your father the young man did say Oh where is your father my lovely young Mae He’s up in the green fields awaiting for me We’ll ca the yowes tae the knowes lovely Molly My father’s a shepherd herds sheep on yon hill If you get his sanction I will go at your will And if he does grant it, right glad I will be We’ll ca the yowes tae the knowes lovely Molly Good morning to you old man you are herding your flock I want a young yowe lamb one of your own stock I want a young yowe lamb and the best she maun be We’ll ca the yowes tae the knowes lovely Molly Go down to yon meadow choose out your own lamb And be sure you are welcome as ony young man You are heartily welcome and the best she maun be We’ll ca the yowes tae the knowes lovely Molly He’s gone down to the meadow taen Moll by the hand And soon by the old man this couple did stand Saying this is the yowe lamb I purchased from thee We’ll ca the yowes tae the knowes lovely Molly Was there ever an old man so bewitched as I am To sell my ain daughter instead o a lamb But since I hae said it een sae let it be We’ll ca the yowes tae the knowes lovely Molly
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The Echo Mocks the Corncrake O the lad that I loo'd best of all Was handsome young and fair Wi him I spent some merry nichts Along the banks o' Ayr Wi him I spent some merry nichts Whaur yon wee burnie rows And the echo mocks the corncrake Amongst the Whinny Knowes We loved each other dearly And disputes we seldom had As constant as the pendulum His heart beat always gaed We sought for joy and found it Whaur the scented clover growes Whaur the echo mocks the corncrake Amongst the Whinny Knowes Ye maidens fair and pleasure dames Flock tae the banks o' Doon Ye’ll dearly pay for every scent To the barbers for perfume But rural joy is free for a' Whaur the scented clover grows Whaur the echo mocks the corncrake Amongst the Whinny Knowes The corncrake is noo awa' The burn is tae the brim The Whinny Knowes are clad wi' snaw That taps the highest whim But when cauld winter is awa' And summer clears the sky We'll welcome back the corncrake The bird o' rural joys
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Silver Tassie Gae fetch to me a pint o wine, And fill it in a silver tassie; That I may drink, before I go, A service to my bonnie lassie. The boat rocks at the Pier o' Leith, Fu' loud the wind blaws frae the Ferry, The ship rides by the Berwick-law, And I maun leave my bonnie Mary. The trumpets sound and the banners fly, The glittering spears are ranked ready, The shouts o' war are heard afar, The battle closes deep and bloody. It's not the roar o' sea or shore, That maks me langer wish to tarry; Nor shouts o' war that's heard afar- It's leaving thee, my bonny Mary!
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Fine Flooers 02:53
Fine flowers in the valley She lay doon below a thorn, Fine flowers in the valley, And there she has her sweet babe born And the green leaves they grow rarely. Smile nae sae sweet, by bonnie babe Fine flowers in the valley, Ye smile sae sweet, ye'll smile me deid And the green leaves they grow rarely. She's taen out her wee penknife Fine flowers in the valley, And twinn'd the sweet babe o' its life, And the green leaves they grow rarely. She's howket a grave by the light o' the moon, Fine flowers in the valley, And there she's buried her sweet babe in, And the green leaves they grow rarely. As she was going to the church, Fine flowers in the valley, She saw a sweet babe in the porch, And the green leaves they grow rarely. O sweet babe and thou were mine, Fine flowers in the valley, It’s I’d clad thee in the silk so fine And the green leaves they grow rarely. O mother dear, when I was thine, Fine flowers in the valley, You did na prove to me sae kind, And the green leaves they grow rarely.
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Lass o Glenshee A fine summer day, when the heather was blooming, And the silent hills hummed wi' the honey-lade bee, I met a fair maid as I hameward was roaming, A-herding' her sheep on the hills o Glenshee. I kissed and caressed her, and said, "My dear lassie, If you will but gang to St. Johnstone wi' me There's nane o' the fair shall set foot on the causeway Wi' clothing mair fine than the lass o' Glenshee. "A carriage o' pleasure ye shall hae to ride in, And folks shall say 'madam' when they speak to thee: An' servant ye'll hae for to beck at your biddin', I'll make you my lady, sweet lass o' Glenshee." "Oh mock nae me, sir, wi' your carriage to ride in, Nor think that your grandeur I value a flea: I would think mysel' blessed in a coatie o' plaidin', Wi' an innocent herd on the hills o' Glenshee." Oh. leave me, sweet lad, for I am sure I would blunder. An' set a' the gentry a-laughin' at me: They are book-taught ill manners. baith auld and young yonder A thing we ken nocht o' up here in Glenshee Dinna think o' such stories, but come up behind me. Ere Phoebus gae round my sweet bride you shall be This night, in my arms, I'1l dote on you kindly: She smiled, she consented. I took her wi me. Now years hae gane by since we buskit the gither. And seasons hae changed, but nae change is wi` me, She's ever as gay as the fine summer weather. When the sun's at its height on the hills o' Glenshee
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This is a collection of songs and tunes that have cemented themselves into my repertoire over the last 15 or so years. Favourites from both performing and teaching contexts and arranged here with the support of the wonderful Mike Vass, Anna Massie and Euan Burton. I hope you enjoy!

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released February 2, 2016

Gillian Frame – Vocals, Fiddle
Mike Vass – Tenor Guitar, Mandolin, Viola, Vocals Anna Massie – Guitar, Banjo, Mandolin, Vocals Euan Burton – Double Bass, Vocals Adam Holmes – Vocals
Phil Hague – Percussion

Produced by Mike Vass
Engineered by Euan Burton and Mike Vass at GloWorm Recording
Mixed by Iain Hutchison at GloWorm Recording
Mastered by Stuart Hamilton at Castlesound Studio

Artwork and Design by Lillias Kinsman-Blake Photography by
James Morrison

Supported by the National Lottery through Creative Scotland

Thanks:
Simon Thoumire and Persephone Nichol-Bose at Hands Up for Trad. Creative Scotland. Mike Vass. Euan Burton. Findlay Napier and Lucy. Anna Massie. Adam Holmes. Phil Hague. Seonaid Daly. Simon McKerrell. David Francis. Bella Hardy. James Morrison. Lillias-Kinsman Blake. Sharon Stephen (make up). Lauren MacColl. The Frames and Napiers. All the wonderful musicians and bands I have had the pleasure of working with over the years especially Back of the Moon, Bar Room Mountaineers, Fiona Hunter Band and Hunter’s Law.
For Dad and Mum.

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Gillian Frame Glasgow, UK

Gillian is a Scottish fiddle player. She has worked with many acts and was a founding member of Back of the Moon with whom she toured for seven years, seeing them win various accolades including Best Up and Coming Act then Best Folk Band at the Scots Trad Music Awards. She graduated with a BA (Hons) in Scottish Music from the RCS and was the Young Scottish Traditional Musician of the Year in 2001. ... more

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