I Have Seen The Highlands guitar chords and lyrics
I Have Seen The Highlands guitar chords and lyrics. The ukulele chord shapes are also included. The song was also recorded by The McCalmans and Charlie Zahm. Written by Matt McGinn. To play along with Matt use the chords I have given which are in the key of G. A Scottish folk song.
[G]I was [A]born and bred in [Bm]Glasgow
In a [F#m]Glasgow [G]tene[A]ment
And when [Bm]people [F#m]spoke of my [D]bonny [F#m]land
I [D]didn't know [A]what they [G]meant[D]
[D]But then I [A]took to [Bm]travel
And [A]I roamed far and wide[F#m]
And now [G]when I sing of my [Em]native [F#m]land
I [D]sing with [Em]love and [G]pride[D]
CHORUS: [D]I hae [A]seen the [Bm]hielands
[F#m]I hae [G]seen the [A]low
And [Bm]I will sing of my [Em]native [F#m]land
Wher[D]ever [Em]I may [G]go [D]
Oh, Nature [A]took the [Bm]tantrum
In [F#m]many an [G]age gone [A]by
To [Bm]add to [D]all of her wondrous [F#m]works
She [D]thought she'd [Em]have a [G]try[D]
She toiled [A]and she [Bm]thundered
She [F#m]rumbled [G]and she [A]roared
She [Bm]made the [F#m]hielands of [D]Scotland[F#m]
The [D]glory of [Em]the [G]world
[D]Oh, [A]strolling down by [Bm]Oban
[D]Rolling down by [A]Perth
On the [Bm]rugged coast of Ar[Em]gyllshire [D]finds
The finest [Em]place on [G]earth
Go [D]ramblin' in [A]the [Bm]Cuillins
See [F#m]Ben Lo[G]mond in the [G]mist
On the [Bm]lovely island of [F#m]Mulla
Hear the [D]songbird [G]at its best[D]
The [D]Irish [A]and the [Bm]English, the [F#m]Afri[G]can and the [A]Turk,
In a [Bm]world of [F#m]joy and of [D]harmo[F#m]ny to[D]gether [Em]we must [G]work,
[D]On the shores of [A]foreign [Bm]brothers, we'll [F#m]lay no [A]robber's hand[Bm],
And all we [D]ask is to toil and live in our own [Em]native [G]land.
Alternative ending verse
And [D]now that [A]I am [Bm]older
My [F#m]children [G]long since [A]gone
I've [Bm]sung to [F#m]them of our [D]glory [F#m]days
As [D]golden [Em]as the [G]dawn[D]
And [D]when my [A]years are [Bm]over
And my [F#m]final [A]breath has passed[Bm]
I'll ask for [D]only my hieland hame
Where I'll [Em]take my [G]rest
In a [F#m]Glasgow [G]tene[A]ment
And when [Bm]people [F#m]spoke of my [D]bonny [F#m]land
I [D]didn't know [A]what they [G]meant[D]
[D]But then I [A]took to [Bm]travel
And [A]I roamed far and wide[F#m]
And now [G]when I sing of my [Em]native [F#m]land
I [D]sing with [Em]love and [G]pride[D]
CHORUS: [D]I hae [A]seen the [Bm]hielands
[F#m]I hae [G]seen the [A]low
And [Bm]I will sing of my [Em]native [F#m]land
Wher[D]ever [Em]I may [G]go [D]
Oh, Nature [A]took the [Bm]tantrum
In [F#m]many an [G]age gone [A]by
To [Bm]add to [D]all of her wondrous [F#m]works
She [D]thought she'd [Em]have a [G]try[D]
She toiled [A]and she [Bm]thundered
She [F#m]rumbled [G]and she [A]roared
She [Bm]made the [F#m]hielands of [D]Scotland[F#m]
The [D]glory of [Em]the [G]world
[D]Oh, [A]strolling down by [Bm]Oban
[D]Rolling down by [A]Perth
On the [Bm]rugged coast of Ar[Em]gyllshire [D]finds
The finest [Em]place on [G]earth
Go [D]ramblin' in [A]the [Bm]Cuillins
See [F#m]Ben Lo[G]mond in the [G]mist
On the [Bm]lovely island of [F#m]Mulla
Hear the [D]songbird [G]at its best[D]
The [D]Irish [A]and the [Bm]English, the [F#m]Afri[G]can and the [A]Turk,
In a [Bm]world of [F#m]joy and of [D]harmo[F#m]ny to[D]gether [Em]we must [G]work,
[D]On the shores of [A]foreign [Bm]brothers, we'll [F#m]lay no [A]robber's hand[Bm],
And all we [D]ask is to toil and live in our own [Em]native [G]land.
Alternative ending verse
And [D]now that [A]I am [Bm]older
My [F#m]children [G]long since [A]gone
I've [Bm]sung to [F#m]them of our [D]glory [F#m]days
As [D]golden [Em]as the [G]dawn[D]
And [D]when my [A]years are [Bm]over
And my [F#m]final [A]breath has passed[Bm]
I'll ask for [D]only my hieland hame
Where I'll [Em]take my [G]rest
Here's an alternative version of the chords.
[F]I was [G]born and bred in [Am]Glasgow
In a [Em]Glasgow [F]tene[G]ment
And when [Am]people [Em]spoke of my [C]bonny [Em]land
I [C]didn't know [G]what they [F]meant[C]
[C]But then I [G]took to [Am]travel
And [G]I roamed far and wide[Em]
And now [F]when I sing of my [Dm]native [Em]land
I [C]sing with [Dm]love and [F]pride[C]
CHORUS: [C]I hae [G]seen the [Am]hielands
[Em]I hae [F]seen the [G]low
And [Am]I will sing of my [Dm]native [Em]land
Wher[C]ever [Dm]I may [F]go [C]
Oh, Nature [G]took the [Am]tantrum
In [Em]many an [F]age gone [G]by
To [Am]add to [C]all of her wondrous [Em]works
She [C]thought she'd [Dm]have a [F]try[C]
She toiled [G]and she [Am]thundered
She [Em]rumbled [F]and she [G]roared
She [Am]made the [Em]hielands of [C]Scotland[Em]
The [C]glory of [Dm]the [F]world
[C]Oh, [G]strolling down by [Am]Oban
[C]Rolling down by [G]Perth
On the [Am]rugged coast of Ar[Dm]gyllshire [C]finds
The finest [Dm]place on [F]earth
Go [C]ramblin' in [G]the [Am]Cuillins
See [Em]Ben Lo[F]mond in the [F]mist
On the [Am]lovely island of [Em]Mulla
Hear the [C]songbird [F]at its best[C]
The [C]Irish [G]and the [Am]English, the [Em]Afri[F]can and the [G]Turk,
In a [Am]world of [Em]joy and of [C]harmo[Em]ny to[C]gether [Dm]we must [F]work,
[C]On the shores of [G]foreign [Am]brothers, we'll [Em]lay no [G]robber's hand[Am],
And all we [C]ask is to toil and live in our own [Dm]native [F]land.
Alternative ending verse
And [C]now that [G]I am [Am]older
My [Em]children [F]long since [G]gone
I've [Am]sung to [Em]them of our [C]glory [Em]days
As [C]golden [Dm]as the [F]dawn[C]
And [C]when my [G]years are [Am]over
And my [Em]final [G]breath has passed[Am]
I'll ask for [C]only my hieland hame
Where I'll [Dm]take my [F]rest
[F]I was [G]born and bred in [Am]Glasgow
In a [Em]Glasgow [F]tene[G]ment
And when [Am]people [Em]spoke of my [C]bonny [Em]land
I [C]didn't know [G]what they [F]meant[C]
[C]But then I [G]took to [Am]travel
And [G]I roamed far and wide[Em]
And now [F]when I sing of my [Dm]native [Em]land
I [C]sing with [Dm]love and [F]pride[C]
CHORUS: [C]I hae [G]seen the [Am]hielands
[Em]I hae [F]seen the [G]low
And [Am]I will sing of my [Dm]native [Em]land
Wher[C]ever [Dm]I may [F]go [C]
Oh, Nature [G]took the [Am]tantrum
In [Em]many an [F]age gone [G]by
To [Am]add to [C]all of her wondrous [Em]works
She [C]thought she'd [Dm]have a [F]try[C]
She toiled [G]and she [Am]thundered
She [Em]rumbled [F]and she [G]roared
She [Am]made the [Em]hielands of [C]Scotland[Em]
The [C]glory of [Dm]the [F]world
[C]Oh, [G]strolling down by [Am]Oban
[C]Rolling down by [G]Perth
On the [Am]rugged coast of Ar[Dm]gyllshire [C]finds
The finest [Dm]place on [F]earth
Go [C]ramblin' in [G]the [Am]Cuillins
See [Em]Ben Lo[F]mond in the [F]mist
On the [Am]lovely island of [Em]Mulla
Hear the [C]songbird [F]at its best[C]
The [C]Irish [G]and the [Am]English, the [Em]Afri[F]can and the [G]Turk,
In a [Am]world of [Em]joy and of [C]harmo[Em]ny to[C]gether [Dm]we must [F]work,
[C]On the shores of [G]foreign [Am]brothers, we'll [Em]lay no [G]robber's hand[Am],
And all we [C]ask is to toil and live in our own [Dm]native [F]land.
Alternative ending verse
And [C]now that [G]I am [Am]older
My [Em]children [F]long since [G]gone
I've [Am]sung to [Em]them of our [C]glory [Em]days
As [C]golden [Dm]as the [F]dawn[C]
And [C]when my [G]years are [Am]over
And my [Em]final [G]breath has passed[Am]
I'll ask for [C]only my hieland hame
Where I'll [Dm]take my [F]rest
