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Walk The Dighty Burn
03:47
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Walk the Dighty burn, where wind and whisper whistle
Rain gently drum, silent mind surrender.
Pulse divine delights, delights the Dighty burn
Breath of life is breathing, each and every turn.
(Chorus)
Alive is nature’s skillful strum
All of living is as one
God’s great gift of beauty
True tranquility adorns.
Paced and peaceful is the foraging
The love for life doth dwell
Fly high, above the fragrance
Seeds danced
flowers fell.
(Chorus)
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2. |
Where The Dighty Runs
02:51
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Where the Dighty runs, By the fairy dell
Where the rowan tree hangs above the well
There are no cascades, falls or roaring weirs
But there are beauty spots, where the Dighty runs.
Where the Dighty runs by a hawthorn tree
Where I first met the one who was dearest to me
Every nook and cranny, we knew its ins and outs
Lovingly we walked, where the Dighty runs.
Where the Dighty runs, near the old Mains Den
Children freely play, all the games they know,
When at night the moon looks down,
Lovers fondly walk, where the Dighty runs.
Where the Dighty runs, I know I would be
There is no other river that is dearest to me,
When I am old and unsteady on my feet,
I will go home to die, where the Dighty Runs.
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3. |
Our Old House
02:08
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Old sunny days no frost no rain now you can swim in the Drumgeith plain
Breathe the air heed the warning, Dighty dies from global warming.
(Chorus)
Take me dancing to the JM ballroom, take me dancing to the Miner’s hall
Kissed one partner, then kissed another, wish that I had kissed them all.
Does this house keep memories, any secrets left for me?
Once when I was very young I wasn’t friends with anyone.
(Chorus)
Take me dancing to the JM ballroom, take me dancing to the Miner’s hall
Kissed one partner, then kissed another, wish that I had kissed them all.
Earth to Earth and fish swim free dust to dust is what I’ll be
Take my ashes, scatter them wide where twisting Dighty meets the tide.
Don’t breathe the air don’t heed no warning
Dighty died
from global warming.
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4. |
As A Friend
02:47
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I have heard a rumour that I've been on your radar
For a long long time
But going on a trip in a relationship with you
Has never crossed my mind.
And now I must be honest - I've only ever seen you as a friend
I'm sorry if it hurts you but that is where my feelings for you have to end.
(Chorus)
I love you I do and I care about you
And I’ll be there for you until the end.
I love you I do can’t you see that it’s true?
Yes I’ll will be there for you until the end.
And now I understand why you wrote me
All those poems with the kisses in.
Don't think that I’m not grateful for all the
Times you stood by me through thick and thin.
And I really want to thank you for being there beside me as my friend
And you know I’d never hurt you but being with you isn’t how this story ends.
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I’ll never forget you and me summer nineteen seventy three
Flunkin’ skail we were getting free following the line of the old Dighty.
Surfin‘ the weir the water was sour the sun shone down on the mystic hour
Woodbine scent, king cup flower under the arches dodging a shower.
(Chorus)
The birds sang sweet the trees grew tall
We were runnin’ wild we were havin’ a ball.
We followed the line down to the sea we were gettin’ wild, we were gettin’ free
I’ll never forget you and me down by the mouth of the old Dighty.
Aaah, Aaah, Aaah
(Chorus)
It couldn’t last, it had to pass the burn runs on it’s all too fast
I don’t even know where you are now you came to me in a lonely hour.
Aaah, Aaah, Aaah
(Chorus)
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6. |
Dighty Love Song
02:04
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I never asked for fortune I never asked for fame
I just love the sound the water makes while murmuring your name
So let’s look out the walking boots you can take me by the hand
And we’ll go where the Dighty runs and take the path inland.
Towards the distant Lundie Crags where springs the bonnie burn
Then down the leafy Mill o’ Mains with all its twists and turns
Baldovan to the Trottick ponds, Drumgeith, Balmossie bridge
The towering seven arches and we’re on the final stretch.
With the babbling burn for company we’ll stride towards the sea
Where the Dighty ends its journey it begins for you and me
Well I never asked for fortune and I never asked for fame
I just love the sounds the water makes while murmuring your name.
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7. |
Sailing On The Dighty
02:46
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Abandon ship! Cried the captain - do your bit - men save the women and kids
Me I’m going down with the ship, sound the alarm Danny - and Danny did.
The ship rolled port the shipped rolled aft the ship no deeper than a family bath
A shed roof they huckled for a laugh so they might go sailing.
(Chorus)
We are the lords of the new creation
Just we three kids and our imaginations.
I see a monster over there cried a sailor pointing
They watched it as its mouth spewed fire and had the water boiling.
The ship rolled port and the ship rolled aft
The sailors cheered and the sailors laughed thinking it fun to act really daft
Sailing for the day on the Dighty.
(Chorus)
And the monster finally spilled them in and the dreamers hit the water-o
It wasn’t warm but really cold and they made the bank like torpedoes.
And the sailors hurried home for tea and mama made them pie and chips
Then off to bed to fill their heads with dreams of sailors,
sailors and ships.
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8. |
Darkening Garden
02:16
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Out in the garden she stands
In autumn’s dark reds and (soft) browns
Cardigan limp in her hand
It slips, unaware, to the ground.
Blue eyes are bloodshot and wild
And her cheeks are streaked with dried tears
But never a word is said
She is gaunt with unspoken fears.
An ache of the head and heart
Pulses with slow-passing hours
With a loss the mind cannot grasp
She drifts among fading flowers.
Dragging slow shoes through the grass
Knotting and twisting long fingers
A swishing of skirt marks her path
As still in the gloaming she lingers.
Darkness comes in like the tide
And flowers shut down with the light
She cannot return to his side
And drifts like a wraith in the night.
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(Refrain)
I've seen many things on my way to the silvery Tay
Mains and Claypotts bring memories to the fore
Of villages and towns, things I've seen before
As I go on my way to the silvery Tay
Rope swing bridges and a million midges
People in ranks Cleaning up my banks
My tide is rising and its not surprising - I've flooded the park
(Refrain)
Ive seen Asda trolley's and broken brollies
Poly bags and age old rags
I hear sprinters thunder overhead
While kids throw stones on my bed
(unaccompanied with handclaps)
Oh Oh Oh I'm on my way
Oh Oh Oh To the silvery Tay
Oh Oh Oh I'm on my way
Oh Oh Oh To the silvery Tay
(Refrain)
I'm gonna flow so fast on my way past
I'll reach my destination without hesitation
I'm on my way to McGonnigal's Tay
I know i'm on my way - to the silvery Tay
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10. |
Dighty Dharma Song
02:39
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The evening returns to the morning
The old man returns to the child
The butterfly folds itself into the egg
The city returns to the wild.
The diamond returns to the branch of the tree
The ocean returns to the rain
The snail crawls back into its spiral shell
The light comes to darkness again.
The streets all run back to the crossroads
The great sun rolls back on its course
All things return to their starting place
The Dighty returns to its source.
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11. |
Oh Those Dighty Days
03:14
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Now my body’s old my hair is grey and I seem to lose a memory everyday
But I still remember all the fun we had playing at the Dighty burn when I was a lad.
(Refrain - repeated between verses)
Oh those Dighty Days, how we laughed and played
Oh those Dighty days why did they have to end?
Indians and cowboys we’d never lose, playing football for Scotland without any shoes
Playing on the riverbank with Billy Brown from the early morning
‘till the sun went down.
The old rope swing that flew so high with shaking knees you had to hold on tight
Eyes scrunched up as you touched the sky but you’d be first in line for another try.
Penny dainty sweets that stuck to your teeth summer warmed milk and a jelly piece
Dens made of cardboard and grass and rocks but you wouldn’t get in
without the secret knocks.
No electric games when I was a lad but I know I had much more than that
Friendship and laughter and sunny days but more than that we made such memories.
The Dighty’s still there and it’s water’s still cold but it’s banks are silent
there’s children no more
The games they play now are all onscreen but when they get old where’s the memories?
Oh those Dighty days how we laughed and played
I guess I really miss them
But I can still relive them
Oh those Dighty days.
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DightyConnect Dundee, UK
A community song writing project creating songs based on local people's experiences and reflections on living near the Dighty water in Dundee
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