The Bloody Sarks chords by The Corries

• Capo on 7th

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Difficulty: Novice

The Bloody Sarks
The Corries
7/4/2019

Verse 1:
G                  Em
The young McGregor o Glen Strae wi eighty o his men
G                D         G
Upon the Argyll's sleekit word pit Finla's glen a flame
   D        G         Em
The burning thieving hieland rant drove a the beasts awa
   G              D       G
And left ahint twa dirkit men to perish in the snaw

Verse 2:
G                 Em
By Fallisdall the letter come frae black Dumbarton toon
  G                D        G
To show the way they were to gae to bring McGregor doon
   D       G         Em
The bloody sarks o butchered men tae Jamie's court maun gae
   G              D     G
The widow women for to show and tell of the afray

Verse 3:
G                     Em
Colquhoun o Luss could thole nae mair wi trampelled savaged pride
 G               D      G
Buchanan levies mounted up to tan McGregor hide
   D       G          Em
From Leven's vale, Dumbarton toon, and all these lowland parts
  G                D         G
The burgesses and fairmers came wi vengeance in their hearts

Verse 4:
G                Em
The Campbell and the Cameron, MacDonald o Glencoe
G               D        G
Ranked alang wi Gregorach and marched o'er the snow
   D         G        Em
Far o'er the loch frae Arklet glen and doon the pass Parlane
  G                   D       G
By Loch Long whose shores are held by the thieves o MacFarlane

Verse 5:
G                    Em
Colquhoun wi his windy lowland mob lined o'er the Fruin glen
G                    D       G
Five hundred foot, arrayed aboot, three hundred mounted men
   D        G       Em
Yon godless hoard o Gregorach and others o their kind
   G                     D         G
Will creep nae mair frae their thievin lair wi murdering in their minds

Verse 6:
 G                  Em
Aye whether be it for some stirks or just a ween o blacks
    G                   D       G
They’re ay'ways quick their dirks to stick in ain anither's backs
  D        G       Em
For honest men and guid Scots law we'll tramp the vermin oot
   G               D         G
Just steady bide God's on our side o that there is nae doubt

Verse 7:
G                  Em
Then like a torrent frae the glen McGregor's scarlet charge
   G                  D        G
The sassenach could ne'er withstand the claymore and the targe
   D       G        Em
And all around the hellish screams o torn and dying men
    G                  D        G
Their precious blood seeped in the mud and drained in Fruin Glen

Verse 8:
   G              Em
And every beast was lead awa, a full twa thoosand heid
   G                   D       G
And the sairest price the victors paid was twa McGregors dead
  D        G         Em
But bide ye yet the victor's feast the worst still to show
     G               D        G
For the king proclaimed the Gregorach henceforth to be outlaw


           Em        D      G
Aye the bold McGregor and his clan were a declared outlaw