Dark Lochnagar Chords & Lyrics - The Corries

[VERSE 1]
(slow)
[G]Away, ye gay landscapes, ye [Em]gardens o' r[G]oses.
In [C]you let the [G]minions of luxury [D]rove.
Res[G]tore me the rocks where [Em]snowflake re[G]poses
If [C]still they are [G]sacred to [D]freedom and l[G]ove
Brave Caledonia, [C]dear are thy [G]mountains,
Round their white [C]summits though [Em]elements [D]war.
Tho’ [G]cataracts roar 'stead of [C]smooth flowing [D]fountains,
I [G]sigh for the val[C]leys o' [D]dark Lochna[G]garr.

[VERSE 2]
(speeding up significantly)
Ah, [G]there my young footsteps in [Em]infancy [G]wandered.
My [C]cap was my b[G]onnet, my cloak was my [D]plaid.
On [G]chieftains long perished my [Em]memory [G]lingered
As [C]daily I [G]strayed through the [D]pine covered [G]glade.
I sought not my home till the [C]days dying gl[G]ory.
Gave place to the [C]rays o' the [Em]bright polar [D]star
My [G]fancy was cheered by the [C]bold martial [D]story
As [G]told by the [C]sons o' [D]Dark Lochna[G]gar.

[VERSE 3]
[G]Years have rolled on, Lochna[Em]gar, since I [G]left you
[C]Years must roll [G]on ere I see you a[D]gain
Though [G]Nature of verdure and [Em]flowers be[G]reft you
Yet [C]still art thou [G]dearer than [D]Albion's [G]plain
England! thy beauties are [C]tame and dome[G]stic
To one who has [C]roved on the [Em]mountains a[D]far
[G]O for the crags that are [C]wild and ma[D]jestic
The [G]steep frowning glo[C]ries o' [D]wild Lochna[G]gar.

[BRIDGE]
(very slow)
[G]Brave Caledonia, [C]dear are thy [G]mountains
I sigh for the val[C]ley o' [D]dark Lochna[G]gar

[VERSE 4]
(back to normal tempo)
Ill [G]starred now the brave did no [Em]vision fore[G]boding.
[C]Tell you that [G]fate had forsaken our [D]cause
[G]Yet were you destined to [Em]die at Cul[G]loden?
Though [C]victory [G]crowned not your [D]fall with [G]applause.
Yet were you happy in death's [C]earthly [G]slumber
Tae sleep wi’ your [C]clan in the [Em]caves of Brae[D]mar
The [G]pibroch resounds tae the [C]piper's loud [D]numbers
Your [G]deeds tae the e[C]choes o’ [D]dark Lochna[G]gar.
Your [G]deeds tae the e[C]choes o’ [D]dark Lochna[G]gar. (fading repeat)

[ENDING]
(very slow, slowing down even more for last line)
[G]Brave Caledonia, [C]dear are thy [G]mountains
I sigh for the val[C]ley o' [D]dark Lochna[G]gar