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1. Braw Lads O' Galla Water
3. Him That’s Far Away
Braw, braw lads on Yarrow-braes, They rove amang the blooming heather; But Yarrow braes, nor Ettrick shaws Can match the lads o' Galla Water.
O how can I be blythe and glad, Or how can I gang brisk and braw, When the bonie lad that I lo'e best Is o'er the hills and far awa!
But there is ane, a secret ane, Aboon them a' I loe him better; And I'll be his, and he'll be mine, The bonie lad o' Galla Water.
2. Craigieburn Wood Sweet fa's the eve on Craigieburn, And blythe awakes the morrow; But a' the pride o' Spring's return Can yield me nocht but sorrow. I see the flowers and spreading trees, I hear the wild birds singing; But what a weary wight can please, And Care his bosom wringing! Fain, fain would I my griefs impart, Yet dare ina for your anger; But secret love will break my heart, If I conceal it langer. If thou refuse to pity me, If thou shalt love another, When yon green leaves fade frae the tree, Around my grave they'll wither.
My father pat me frae his door, My friends they hae disown'd me a'; But I hae ane will tak my part, The bonie lad that's far awa. Ye whom sorrow never wounded, Ye who never shed a tear, Care—untroubled, joy—surrounded, Gaudy day to you is dear. Gentle night, do thou befriend me, Downy sleep, the curtain draw; Spirits kind, again attend me, Talk of him that's far awa!
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4. Lament
6. The Gallant Weaver
Fate gave the word, the arrow sped, And pierc'd my darling's heart; And with him all the joys are fled Life can to me impart.
Where Cart rins rowin' to the sea, By mony a flower and spreading tree, There lives a lad, the lad for me, He is a gallant Weaver. O, I had wooers aught or nine, They gied me rings and ribbons fine; And I was fear'd my heart wad tine, And I gied it to the Weaver.
By cruel hands the sapling drops, In dust dishonour'd laid; So fell the pride of all my hopes, My age's future shade. The mother-linnet in the brake Bewails her ravish'd young; So I, for my lost darling's sake, Lament the live-day long. Death, oft I've feared thy fatal blow. Now, fond, I bare my breast; O, do thou kindly lay me low With him I love, at rest!
5. Bonie Dundee My blessin's upon thy sweet wee lippie! My blessin's upon thy e'e-brie! Thy smiles are sae like my blythe sodger lad Thou's aye the dearer, and dearer to me! But I'll big a bow'r on yon bonie banks, Whare Tay rins wimplin' by sae clear; An' I'll cleed thee in the tartan sae fine, And mak thee a man like thy daddie dear.
My daddie sign'd my tocher-band, To gie the lad that has the land, But to my heart I'll add my hand, And give it to the Weaver. While birds rejoice in leafy bowers, While bees delight in opening flowers, While corn grows green in summer showers, I love my gallant Weaver. 7. John Anderson, My Jo John Anderson, my jo, John, When we were first acquent; Your locks were like the raven, Your bonie brow was brent; But now your brow is beld, John, Your locks are like the snaw; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson, my jo. John Anderson, my jo, John, We clamb the hill tegither; And mony a cantie day, John, We've had wi' ane anither: Now we maun totter down, John, And hand in hand we'll go, And sleep tegither at the foot, John Anderson, my jo.
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for Rob Frankenbery and Marc Peloquin
Robert Burns (1759-1796) Voice
1. Braw, Braw Lads O' Galla Water h = 86
f
Braw,
h = 86
5
row
on
Yar -
a -
mang
They
the
bloom
-
rove
lads
braes,
f
9
braw
Piano
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heath - er;
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5
mf
But
Yar - row
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nor
21
lads
o'
ane,
se - cret
Can
match
the
Wat - er.
a
shaws
Ett - rick
Gal - la
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braes
mf
ane,
But
there
A - boon
is
them
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a'
I
loe
him
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3
be mine,
And
I'll
be
his,
The
bo
-
nie
lad
o'
f
ff
3
Gal - la
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f
and he'll
bet - ter;
Wat - er.
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to Chester Biscardi to 2. Craigieburn Wood
Robert Burns
Voice
Freely
q = 96
Sweet
mp
Piano
8
And
Spring's
on
joys
of
a tempo
Can yield me nocht Freely
burn,
And all the
-
Crai- gie
Freely mf
the mor - row;
re - turn
fa's the eve
wakes
14
a-
q = 96
blythe
Freely
DENNIS M. TOBENSKI (2005)
but sor - row.
Fain,
a tempo
8
20
fain,
would
im part,
25
30
your
break
an -
ger;
my
heart
griefs
dare
in - a
for
mf
it
lang - er.
will
f
If I con-ceal
my
I
Yet
But se - cret love
35
9
f
41
ff
52
grave
sfp
3
leaves
fade
frae the
mf
yon
green
a tempo
A - round my Freely
Freely p
If thou should
When
me,
an - oth- er
tree,
pit - y
love
to
If thou re - fuse
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they'll with - er. a tempo
pp
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to Rob Frankenberry
3. Him That's Far Awa'
Robert Burns Sprightly q - 100 f
Voice
O
5
3
how
can I
be
blythe and
rit.
8
hills
and far
door,
17
a
-
My friends,
ane
will
23
Ye
a tear,
Care
3
cur -
40
3
Talk of
him
wound - ed,
3
frae his
a';
un- troub - led, joy slower q = 86 p
night,
I
lad
that's far
Spi - rits
kind,
that's
far
a
-
a - wa.
Ye
3
who
Gaud - y
Down - y
to you is
sleep,
at - tend
nev - er
day
a - gain
hae
3
do thou be - friend me,
3
But
sur - round - ed
fa - ther put me
nev - er
draw,
3
The bo - nie
be
Is o'er the
mp
can I
best
me
part,
Gen - tle
tain
slower q = 86 p
f
dear.
lo'e
how
3
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36
I
3
own'd
whom sor - row
3 shed
they hae dis -
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My
tak my tempo primo q = 100 mf
Or
wa!
3
glad,
bo - nie lad that
3
12
When the
3
brisk and braw,
3
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the
me,
3
wa!
attacca
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to those who have lost a loved one to AIDS
4. Lament Robert Burns
DENNIS M. TOBENSKI (2005)
q = 100
Voice
q = 100
p
gave the
dar -
ling's
heart;
with
3
row
sped,
And
pierced
the
joys
f
mp
are
Life
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pp sub.
fled
f
And
my
all
ar -
the
him
mf
mp
16
word,
11
Fate
p (r.h. throughout)
Piano
6
p
12 3
21
can to
me
im
mp
26
By
cruel
dust
mf
dis - hon -
our'd
mf
fu
of
p
shade.
the pride
3
fell
ture
-
f
mf
In
mp
mp
f
My a- ge's
all my hopes,
So
sap - ling drops,
laid;
3
the
part.
p sub.
36
hands
-
31
13
41
mp
ff
46
her ra - vished
56
mf
live
day
-
long.
p
mf
p
Death,
lost
the
my
p
La - ment
mp
for
I,
wails
So
mp
mf
-
Be
young;
51
dar ling's sake,
brake
p
3
in the
The mo - ther lin - net
p sub.
oft
I've
14
62
feared
p
him
at
low
3
rest!
ppp
lay me
mf
pp
love,
mf
mp sub.
I
kind - ly
I bare my
f
thou
With
79
mp
Now, fond,
O, do
pp sub.
blow.
breast;
fa - tal
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thy
f
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to Craig Urquhart
5. Bonie Dundee
Robert Burns
Voice
q. = 100
bless - in's up - on
mf soave
thy sweet wee lip pie!
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e'e
My
9
f
q. = 100
ff strepitoso
Piano
5
DENNIS M. TOBENSKI (2005)
My
bless
- in's up - on thy
brie!
Thy
smiles
are sae like my
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blythe
sod -
ger
lad
-
ff
p sub.
me!
25
yon
bon - ie
mf
p sub.
f
banks,
Whare
er
to
I'll
-
But
the dear - er and dear
aye
21
Thou's
ff
die,
18
f più
big a bow'r on
Tay
rins
wimp -
f
29
lin'
by
33
sae
mak
thee
39
sae
I'll
cleed
thee
in
ff
man
[do]
a tempo
suddenly slower
like
f strepitoso
suddenly slower mf
a tempo
a
And
fine,
suddenly slower
pp
An'
suddenly slower ff
36
clear;
tar - tan
17
pp
p
a tempo
thy
dad - die a tempo
pp
dear.
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to Michael James Montgomery
6. The Gallant Weaver Robert Burns
DENNIS M. TOBENSKI (2005)
q = 63
Voice
q = 63
to the sea,
By
mo -ny_a flower
for
He
is
a gal - lant
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Weav
rins row - in'
There lives a lad,
the
Cart
mp
3
and spread - ing tree,
me,
11
lad
7
mf
Where
mf
Piano
- er.
O,
19
17
I
had woo - ers
aught
or nine,
They
my
mf
25
Weav er.
and rib- bons
fine;
And
I
gied it
to
the
To gie the lad
that has the
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land,
tine,
My dad - die sign'd my toch - er - band,
mf
wad
heart
gied me rings
21
And I was fear'd
But
to
my
f
heart
I'll
add
my
f
20
hand,
33
And give it
mp
mp
While birds re - joice in leaf - y bowers,
f
While corn grows green
44
my gal - lant
flowers,
f
I
love
ff
Weav - er.
showers
in sum - mer
f
mf
While bees de - light in open - ing
41
the Weav- er.
37
to
mf
mf
21
to Marc Peloquin
7. John Anderson, My Jo Robert Burns
DENNIS M. TOBENSKI (2005)
q = 70
Voice
q = 70
Piano
3
Yourlocks were like
p
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3
3
quent,
was brent.
brow
ac-
Your bon - ie
3
When we were first
3
therav - en,
John,
jo,
my
An - der-son,
John
p
5
9
22 13
3
But now your brow
is beld,
17
3
21
my
25
mf
3
An - der - son,
snaw.
John
mp
as
pow,
3
frost - y
3
Your locks as white
your
jo.
John,
But bless - ings on
mf
John
23
29
An - der -son,
3
mf
John,
3
sleep
3
tot - ter down,
mf
an - ith er:
And
ane
3
Now we maun
we'll go,
mp
hand
mp
3
We've had wi'
the- gith er;
41
the hill
John
And hand in
day,
We clamb
can - tie
37
John,
And mo - ny a
jo,
3 3
33
my
the-gith - er
24
at
the foot,
An- der -
son,
mp
mf
p
pp
60
John
55
3
jo.
mp
my
f
50
ff
3
45
ppp