The Massacre At Glencoe Chords And Lyrics by The Corries
6/8 guitar timing. The story of this song relates to the McDonald Clan being murdered in their beds by the order of the king. The McDonald clan had granted hospitality to the same troops that killed they only days before. The massacre at Glencoe sheet music for violin for beginners included. Words and music written by Jim McLean in 1963. The sheet music and tin whistle notes are included. Return to all of the songs by the Corries .
Chorus
Oh [G]cruel is the snow that [C]sweeps Glen[G]coe
And covers the grave o’ [D]Donald
And [G]cruel was the foe that [C]raped Glen[G]coe
And [C]murdered the [D]house of Mac[G]Donald
They [G]came in a [D]blizzard, we [G]offered them heat
A [D]roof for their heads, dry [G]shoes for their [D]feet
We [G]wined them and [D]dined them, they [G]ate of our [Em]meat
And they [C]slept in the [D]house of Mac[G]Donald
Chorus
They [G]came from Fort [D]William with [G]murder in mind
The [D]Campbell had orders King [G]William had [D]signed
’Put [G]all to the [D]sword’ these [G]words under[Em]lined
And [C]leave none a[D]live called Mac[G]Donald
Chorus
They [G]came in the [D]night when the [G]men were asleep
This [D]band O' Argyles through [G]snow soft and [D]deep
Like [G]murdering [D]foxes a[G]mong helpless [Em]sheep
They [C]slaughtered the [D]house of Mac[G]Donald
Chorus
Some [G]died in their [D]beds at the [G]hand of the foe
Some [D]fled in the night and were [G]lost in the [D]snow
Some [G]lived to a[D]ccuse him that [G]struck the first [Em]blow
But [C]gone was the [D]house of Mac[G]Donald
Chorus
Oh [G]cruel is the snow that [C]sweeps Glen[G]coe
And covers the grave o’ [D]Donald
And [G]cruel was the foe that [C]raped Glen[G]coe
And [C]murdered the [D]house of Mac[G]Donald
They [G]came in a [D]blizzard, we [G]offered them heat
A [D]roof for their heads, dry [G]shoes for their [D]feet
We [G]wined them and [D]dined them, they [G]ate of our [Em]meat
And they [C]slept in the [D]house of Mac[G]Donald
Chorus
They [G]came from Fort [D]William with [G]murder in mind
The [D]Campbell had orders King [G]William had [D]signed
’Put [G]all to the [D]sword’ these [G]words under[Em]lined
And [C]leave none a[D]live called Mac[G]Donald
Chorus
They [G]came in the [D]night when the [G]men were asleep
This [D]band O' Argyles through [G]snow soft and [D]deep
Like [G]murdering [D]foxes a[G]mong helpless [Em]sheep
They [C]slaughtered the [D]house of Mac[G]Donald
Chorus
Some [G]died in their [D]beds at the [G]hand of the foe
Some [D]fled in the night and were [G]lost in the [D]snow
Some [G]lived to a[D]ccuse him that [G]struck the first [Em]blow
But [C]gone was the [D]house of Mac[G]Donald
Chorus