Low Among the Roses ~ Catherine Faber

Will sang sweet as a courting dove 
Shy as a doe was Mhari's love 
She never dared her heart to show 
Low among the roses oh, 

Low among the roses 
Low among the roses 
She never dared her heart to show* 
Low among the roses oh. 

When Will would sing a courting song 
Mhari used to sing along 
Their voices danced where the willows grow 
Low among the roses oh, 

Willie said as spring drew near 
"Friendship cannot keep me here 
To seek my fortune I mean to go" 
Low among the roses oh. 

There they said their brief goodbyes; 
Her heart spoke only from her eyes 
He left her there with her head bowed low 
Low among the roses oh. 

Love that will not speak its name 
Only has itself to blame. 
I'll not end like Mhari, no 
Low among the roses oh.

I do not own the rights to this song :)

The Great Sac Sheep - Sealion War the year AS 48 (filk the Great White Sheep)

Oh our island
is a bonnie land
up to the west and north.
Laird James smiles
at the western isles
the land of Laird Eideards Birth.

Crickstow by the Sea
to ravensly
the mighty mountains weep
for each sad glen
has been cleared of men
to make way for the great sac sheep.

The Islanders blaze
and Lionsgates braes
are burning up the skies
Laird James men
did raze our glen
heed not the young sheeps cries!

Both barons might
denies their right
and all out battle grows
each Laird must keep
his great sac sheep
from the reiving of thier foes!

The Massacre of Glencoe

The Massacre of Glencoe

They came in a blizzard, we offered them heat
A roof for their heads, dry shoes for their feet
We wined them and dined them, they ate of our meat
And they slept in the house of MacDonald.

Chorus:O, cruel was the snow that sweeps Glencoe
And covers the grave o' Donald
O, cruel was the foe that raped Glencoe
And murdered the house of MacDonald

2. They came from Fort William with murder in mind
The Campbell had orders King William had signed
"Put all to the sword" these words underlined
"And leave none alive called MacDonald"
Chorus:

3. They came in the night when the men were asleep
This band of Argyles, through snow soft and deep
Like murdering foxes amongst helpless sheep
They slaughtered the house of MacDonald
Chorus:

4. Some died in their beds at the hand of the foe
Some fled in the night and were lost in the snow
Some lived to accuse him who struck the first blow
But gone was the house of MacDonald
Chorus: