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Written by Iona Fyfe
Most of the news headlines during my teenage years centred around the conflict in Syria and in the Middle East. Hearing daily up-dates through television, social media and the press, I think that we become desensitised to conflict and war; not knowing who are on what exact sides, and what information to trust. I wrote this whilst feeling profoundly emotional after reading an article. The melody is inspired by the tune of the song Blue Bleezin’ Blind Drunk.
lyrics
By the river, the children are playing
The sun and its heat growing strong
But around them the bullets are raging
And we don’t speak of who they come from
On the banks of the Tigris, we don’t speak of who they come from
In the West Bank town of Qayyarah,
It’s river it now runs with red
The young men are ghting their battles
And the children they walk among dead
On the banks of the Tigris, their children they walk among dead
Their fathers, their brothers, their husbands,
Their sons and their lovers they mourn
Their faces and names unascertained
And we don’t know of where they belong
On the banks of the Tigris, we don’t know of where they belong
Mosul, she now lies in ruins,
Her people have all gone and fled,
Our headlines are written in anger,
And we judge only what we have read
On the banks of the Tigris, we judge only what we have read
The survivors they still have their tongues tied
And they won’t talk of what they have seen
The enemy lines always changing
In this battleground, no hands are clean
On the banks of the Tigris, in this battleground, no hands are clean
The powers declared liberation,
But what are the people freed from?
Not the bullets, the fighting, the bloodshed,
Of a battle that’s hardly begun
On the banks of the Tigris, the battle has hardly begun
By the river the children are playing,
War silently floats by their eyes,
Oh what will become of our children,
As destruction, it lurks in the skies
On the banks of the Tigris, destruction it lurks in the skies
Aberdeenshire folksinger, Iona Fyfe, has become one of Scotland’s finest young folk singers, rooted in the singing
traditions of the North East of Scotland. The first ever singer to win the coveted title of Musician of the Year at the MG ALBA Scots Trad Music Awards 2021, Iona has been described as “one of the best Scotland has to offer.” (Global-Music.de)
supported by 40 fans who also own “Banks of The Tigris”
Just the most fun. Every set is one I want to sit down and learn, and they play with so much ENERGY and STYLE. Crunchy, tangible sound. I'll never get tired of listening to Kinnaris Quintet play. andpersand
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supported by 39 fans who also own “Banks of The Tigris”
Love the complexity of this track and the rising and falling of the violins, and the texture. Makes me want to dance.
Thank you so much for this album. I really love it, and find it really inspiring my own work on the Witchcraft Trials ❤️ tararosehip