Fidyca't
The Mither Tongue ( 1986 )
I was born a wheen o' years ago in the auld toun o' Arbroath
where the abbey rises proudly, where my country took the oath
sayin' as lang as but a hundred o' us remain alive and free
we'd nae mair be the nail beneath the hammer o' our country
Schuiled in Inverbrothock but I learned nae guid Scots tongue
for education seems to mean we accept our song's been sung
fae the Gadhlig o' the western isles tae the lallans soft o' Kyle
we've changed our voices, changed our names
changed our music, changed our style
Abody's gaen appin, a' oor hearts are far awa
abody's gaen appin
while oor language dees awa....
I was raised tae mind the words I chose, so I taught ma bairns the same
we can turn our backs sae easily on a thousand years o' hame
Oor TV an' oor radio embrace the English tongue
day by day the gallows where the essence o' oor country's hung
Will Buchan hae it's doric
when the final barrel's done
will the weans survive the mid-atlantic
clowns on radio one.
Will the gaidhealtachd be echoin'
a chorus or lament
will we again be Alba
has self respect lang syne been spent ?
Abody's gaen appin, a' oor hearts are far awa
Abody's gaen appin, while oor language dees awa