The First Sangs

by Iona Fyfe

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1.
It’s Logie o’ Buchan, it’s Logie the laird, They hae taen awa Jamie wha delved in the yaird Fa played on the pipes an the fiddle saw sma They hae taen awa Jamie, the flooer o them aa Sayin, “Think na lang lassie though I’ll gang awa’ But I’ll come and I’ll see you in spite o them aa.” Sandy has owsen, has gear and has kye A hoose and a hadden and siller forby, Yet I’ll tak my ain lad wi his staff in he’s haun Afore I’ll hae Sandy, his hooses and land Sayin, “Think na lang lassie though I’ll gang awa’ But I’ll come and I’ll see you in spite o them aa.” My faither he’s sulky, my minny she’s soor They frown upon Jamie because he is poor Though I loe them as weel as a dochter might do There no as sae dear tae me, Jamie as you Sayin, “Think na lang lassie though I’ll gang awa’ But I’ll come and I’ll see you in spite o them aa.” I sit at my creepie and spin at my wheel And I think on the dear lad who loved me sae weel He had but a saxpence, he broke it in twa, And he gied me the half o’t fan he gid awa. Sayin, “Think na lang lassie though I’ll gang awa’ But I’ll come and I’ll see you in spite o them aa.” Then haste ye back, Jamie, and bide naw awa, Then haste ye back, Jamie, and bide naw awa. Fur simmer is comin, cauld winter's awa, And ye'll come and ye'll see me in spite o them aa Sayin, “Think na lang lassie though I’ll gang awa’ But I’ll come and I’ll see you in spite o them aa.” Sayin, “Think na lang lassie though I’ll gang awa’ Sayin, “Think na lang lassie though I’ll gang awa’ Fur simmer is comin, cauld winter's awa, And ye'll come and ye'll see me in spite o them aa
2.
I hae heard the mavis singing, His love song tae the morn, I hae seen the dew-drop clingin Tae the rose jist newly born; But a sweeter song has cheered me At the evening's gentle close, And I’ve seen an eye still brighter Than the dew-drop on the rose. 'Twas thy voice, my gentle Mary And thy artless winning smile, That has made this world an Eden, Bonnie Mary of Argyle Tho thy smile may lose its sweetness And thine eye its brightness too, Tho thy step may lack its fleetness And thine hair its sunny hue ; Still tae me will thou be dearer Than all the world shall own ; I hae loved thee for thy beauty But not for that alone: I hae watched thy hairt dear Mary And its goodness was the wile, That has made thee mine for ever Bonnie Mary of Argyle
3.
Billy Taylor 03:03
Billy Taylor was a sailor, he was courtin' a fair lady Instead o Billy gettin' married, he was pressed and forced tae sea But his bride soon followed after under the name of Richard Carr Snaw-white fingers, long and slender, covered ower wi' pitch and tar She's dressed hersel in sailor's clothing, oh but she was a bonnie young man Away she sailed upon the ocean, all aboard the Mary Anne A storm blew up upon the water, she bein' there amang the rest The win’ blew off her silver buttons and there appeared her snow-white breast "Well, now," said the captain, "My dear lady, what misfortune brought you here?" "Oh I come in search o my true lover who you have pressed the other year" "Well," said the captain, "My dear lady, tell tae me this young man's name" "Some folk call him Billy Taylor, William Taylor is his name" "Well," said the captain, "My dear lady, tell tae me this young man's name" "Some folk call him Billy Taylor, William Taylor is his name" "Well, if Billy Taylor's your dear lover, then he has proved tae you untrue He's got married tae another and left you here alone tae rue But if ye rise up early in the mornin', early at the break of day There you'll spy young William Taylor, walkin' wi' his lady gay" She rose early up the next mornin', early at the break of day There she spied young William Taylor walkin' with his lady gay Gun and pistol she commanded, gun and pistol by her side And there she shot young William Taylor walkin' with his new-made bride
4.
Ae Fond Kiss 04:03
Ae fond kiss and then we sever Ae fareweel, alas for ever Deep in heart-wrung tears I’ll pledge thee Warring sighs and groans I’ll wage thee Who shall say that fortune grieves him While the star of hope she leaves him Me, nae cheerful twinkle lights me Dark despair around benights me I’ll ne’er blame my partial fancy Nothing can resist my Nancy For to see her was to love her Love but her, and love for ever Had we never loved sae kindly Had we never loved sae blindly Nor never met, nor never parted We would never have been so broken-hearted Fare thee weel, my first and fairest Fare thee weel, my best and dearest Thine be like joy and treasure… Peace, enjoyment, love and pleasure

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The First Sangs was the first offering from Iona, who had just turned 17 years old at the time of recording, and was living in Aberdeenshire, ready to move to Glasgow to study Traditional Music at the Royal Conservatoire of Scotland. Iona performs Logie of Buchan and Mary of Argyle live at the Danny Kyle Open Stage at Celtic Connections, and Billy Taylor and Ae Fond Kiss at the BBC Radio 2 Young Folk Awards in 2015 held at the Brewery Arts Centre, Kendal. This first EP was never printed on disc, and probably never will be!

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released March 1, 2015

Iona Fyfe: vocals, piano

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Iona Fyfe Scotland, UK

Aberdeenshire folksinger, Iona Fyfe, has become one of Scotland’s finest young folk singers, rooted deeply in the singing traditions of the North East of Scotland.The youngest ever winner of Scots Singer of the Year at the MG ALBA Scots Trad Music Awards 2018, Iona has been described as “one of the best Scotland has to offer.” (Global-Music.de)

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