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A different flag
03:55
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A different flag
© Duncan McLauchlan 2019
1. I’ve crossed the oceans, for many a year,
Seen many sights, between my homeland and here.
But every now and then, I get a nagging fear,
I might never get to see you again.
2.
I’ve travelled round, and I have tales to tell
I’ve sampled heaven and I’ve made my own hell,
I’ve combed the beaches, for fruit of, ocean swells
Praying, they would take me to you someday
Chorus.
I’m, living under a different flag
it’s not my banner these strange winds fly,
though different stars may guide my way tonight,
I hope they lead me to you someday.
3.
I’ve climbed the mountains, with their rock so bare,
I’ve breathed the purest and the sweetest air,
And in their valleys, I’ve taken shelter there,
From the wildest of their fierce winter storms.
4.
In different countries and in different towns,
The countless roads, that I have traveled down,
You think they’d meet, because this world is round,
But it seems they all go different ways.
Chorus
4.
Some walk before me, some others have run,
To hear the beat of a different drum,
But they can’t forget, the home from where they have come,
No matter how far, they might go.
Chorus x 2
+ I hope they’ll lead me to you someday x 3
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2. |
Eilean a' cheo
04:38
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Eilean A’ Cheo
© Lyrics and music by Duncan McLauchlan - original 2006, updated 12/19/17
1. There’s a story I tell and I swear every word of it’s true.
Of a place that I found in my travels, I gave my heart to.
To the North of this place there’s a land,
Untouched by the coarse and the cruel hand of man,
It’s a place called the Island of Mist, Eilean A’ Cheo.
2. You will never see anything like it, so long as you breathe.
It’s an island of so many wonders it’s hard to believe.
You might like to call me insane,
But I’m telling this story, to you, just the same,
If you listen to me I will tell you of Eilean A’ Cheo.
Chorus.
Oh, oh, I’ll tell you of Eilean A’ Cheo.
Oh, oh, I’ll tell you of Eilean A’ Cheo.
3. Magnificent mountains, their savage teeth sharp as a saw.
Dark raging seas churn around them, defending their shores.
If you go to that place then beware,
Lest your soul be enchanted and held captive there,
And your spirit bewitched for all time by, Eilean A’ Cheo.
4. Black silken sands run with silver, as tides ebb and flow.
Demonic volcanoes, asleep, from a time long ago,
Jagged towers of rock, growing proud,
Secret bridges to heaven, some hidden in cloud
Wild waterfalls gush from the great cliffs of Eilean A’ Cheo.
5. There are spirits so ancient, and places so sacred up there.
Raw natural beauty, its purity, everywhere.
When the clouds sweep dark curtains of rain,
Over all of these splendors, to hide them away,
A mist veils her wonders, that’s why she’s called Eilean A’ Cheo
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3. |
The Buckie bronco
03:07
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THE BUCKIE BRONCO
© Duncan McLauchlan 1999 (lyrics, music and arrangement updated 2020)
Monday morning, wake-up time, a lost weekend left way behind.
The weekly struggle begins again, I’m never gonna drink that much Buckie again, Oh no.
Friday night must’ve been a blast, tried to beat The Buckie but came in last,
Saturday night must’ve been alright, but I can’t remember cos I was steamin’ again.
CHORUS. 1
Must’ve had a good time, must’ve had a blast,
I wish I could remember the dark and hazy past
I drank Whisky and beer, smoked some grass.
Now I’m lying here on my arse again.
Sunday morning thought I would die, couldn’t even look myself in the eye.
Didn’t wanna get up out of my bed, the body’s alive but I’m brain dead again.
CHORUS 2.
Must’ve had a good time, must’ve had a blast,
I wish I could remember the dark and hazy past.
I drank Whisky and beer, smoked some grass.
Now I’m lying here on my arse again.
Ch 2 b
Monday’s bad, Tuesday’s even worse,
Wednesday, half-way, I don’t feel so bad.
Thursday, almost there, another one to go,
Thank God it’s Friday, now here I go again,
And again, and again
CHORUS 3
Must’ve had a good time, must’ve had a blast,
I wish I could remember the dark and hazy past.
I drank Whisky and beer, smoked some grass.
Now I’m lying here on my arse again
w
CHORUS 3 b,
Monday’s bad, Tuesday’s even worse,
Wednesday, half-way, I don’t feel so bad.
Thursday, almost there, another one to go.
Thank God it’s Friday, now here I go again,
And again, and again,
I’m gonna ride the Buckie Bronco again,
I’m gonna ride the Buckie Bronco again and again,
I’m gonna ride the Buckie Bronco again and again and again,
I’m gonna ride the Buckie Bronco again and again and again and again,
I’m gonna ride the Buckie Bronco again.
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4. |
A long way from home
03:26
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A long way from home.
© Duncan McLauchlan 2019
1.
No matter where I go, I’m a long way from home.
Travel where I may, I’m such a long way away.
Don’t care how hard I try, sometimes I need to cry
No matter what I do, I’m such a long way from you,
and I ...
Ch
... miss you, I miss you, miss you, so bad.
I miss you, I miss you, miss you, so bad.
2.
No matter where I sleep, I’m a long way from home.
No matter where I wake, it’s such a hard thing to take.
No matter how I start, you end up in my heart.
Try not to as I may, I’ll gonna miss you anyway
3.
No matter where I go, I’m a long way from home.
It’s you I’m thinking of, I know that this is love.
Can’t get you off my brain, try not to go insane.
When I’m alone to think, and especially when I drink.
‘cos I,
Ch
... miss you, I miss you, miss you, so bad.
I miss you, I miss you, miss you, so bad
Bridge.
You could be forgiven for thinking,
The missing is making me sad,
But the fact and the truth of the matter, is,
Your memory, stops me from going mad
4.
No matter where I choose, I’m a long way from home,
No matter where I flee, it seems I can’t be free.
If I try to forget, you know that you can bet.
No matter where I go, I’m still a long way from home.
‘cos I
Ch x 2
... miss you, I miss you, miss you, so bad.
I miss you, I miss you, miss you, so bad
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5. |
Go with the flow
03:26
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6. |
The Comrie pug
02:55
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none could be imagined.
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7. |
Blue sky
02:09
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Blue sky
© Duncan McLauchlan 2019
1
If I’m feeling down, and out of luck
and everything round me, seems to suck,
If I’m woebegone, or feeling sick,
There’s only one thing that makes me tick.
Chorus
I need a little bit of blue sky, My little bit of blue sky,
My little bit of blue sky, I’m going to follow you.
2.
If I feel I’m underneath a cloud,
I’m gonna stand up tall and proud,
I’ll just look up there, and all around,
To see, if my blue sky, can be found.
Chorus
I need a little bit of blue sky, My little bit of blue sky,
My little bit of blue sky, I’m going to follow you.
Bridge.
I don’t need money, I don’t need gold,
I don’t need anything at all,
All I need is crystal clear
Just give me, some azure atmosphere.
Chorus + Solo + Chorus
Chorus x 2 _
My little bit of blue sky I’m going to follow you.
My little bit of blue sky I’m going to follow you.
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8. |
Life and everything
04:08
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Life and everything.
© 2019 Duncan McLauchlan
Heading off, we’re on our way,
In the clear fresh morning air,
Every step we take today,
Takes us closer, to the dream we’re building.
On we go again, my friend
Walking soft, upon on the earth,
Seeking truth along the trail,
We’re explorers, searching for life’s wonders.
CHORUS.
The tune we march to has no beat.
We pick each step, to make it sweeter, than the last,
And all the while - our laughter rings,
We talk - of life - and every-thing.
The gift of happiness is shared
Freely given, and received
A special bond, so rare and true,
- Setting stronger, as we grow together.
As we journey on and far,
- We don’t need a crystal ball,
There’s no point in looking, - round life’s corners,
On this misty path, toward our future.
CHORUS + inst’ solo
Mid 1.
Sometimes the path of life is rough,
Among uncharted mountains, on our way,
If it’s hard to find, no need for bother
- We can seek out way, from over yonder.
Mid 2.
In the evening’s firelight glow,
In the music that we share,
Raise your glass and sing along
Here’s to our friendship, deep and strong.
+ CHORUS. X 2
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9. |
A place called home
04:12
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A Place called home.
Written by Duncan McLauchlan, ©1998
I think about my hometown once in a while, haven’t been there for a long, long time,
Back home
I think about people I used to know, think about places I used to go
Back home, the place that I called home.
The place that I called home.
Chorus.
They say, home is a place where you hang your hat,
but I don't have one, so I guess that's that
They say, home is a place where your family's at,
but mine's not round here, so I guess that's that.
Some memories are good and some are bad, Some are happy and some are sad, of home
I miss the mountains I miss the sea; I wish my babies could be here with me,
At home, this place that's my new home.
This place is my new home.
Chorus
Been traveling round as long as I live, been a hundred places and they've all got something to give.
Met a lot of good people, women and men, even met a few that I could call a friend,
and they ask,
where do you call home?
Now that I'm here in this fine old town, I'm happy to be here, made it my hometown, it's home.
There's a lady round here waiting for my heart, and when I find her , I'll give my love a home.
Give my love a home, I’ll give my love a home.
Chorus
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10. |
I'm on my way
03:40
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I’m on my way.
© Duncan McLauchlan 1999
Verse 1.
I have to face the truth today, and just get up and walk away,
You tricked me.
I took your bait, line, sinker, hook, you reeled me in, with your good looks
And caught me.
Pre chorus.
Now I’m leaving and that’s final, it would be plain suicidal to stay.
I’ll cut the line on that mistake, I’ll slip the hook and I’ll escape, today.
Chorus
I’m on my way. I’m on my way. I’m on my way.
No way _ I’m staying _ one more day.
Verse 2.
You promised me, the moon and earth, but hoodwinked me, and gave me dirt,
You duped me.
You fed me candy flavored lies, that sugar poison, I despise,
And hurt me.
Pre chorus
I saw right through that sweet disguise, you won’t get a chance to use it again
I want out of this bad charade, I won’t stay for one more day, end the pain.
Chorus
I’m on my way. I’m on my way. I’m on my way.
No way _ I’m staying _ one more day.
Instrumental break.
Chorus
I’m on my way.
I’m on my way.
I’m on my way.
No way I’m staying
No way I’m staying
There’s no way I’m staying, one more day.
Not one more day
Not one more day
Not one more day
Not one more day
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11. |
Break the chain
03:36
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Break the chain.
© Duncan McLauchlan 02/07/2020.
The dark clouds, bad memories, echoes of where you’ve been,
Do they still, follow you?
Do you just wish they’d fade away?
The ghosts of, old heartbreak, they haunt your troubled mind,
You’re longing for the time,
You won’t feel they’re here to stay.
Chorus.
So you can break the chains,
Holding you from chasing destiny, and,
Just cut away your fears,
Then you can move on, to build a future.
No slave to, the past and, no tears to fog your eyes,
Escape cold fear and doubt,
Kindle fires to warm your love
Leave dark times, behind you, don’t drag them round with you,
And you can start to lose, the,
Demons that have held you down.
Chorus.
Now you can break the chains,
Holding you from chasing destiny, and,
Just cut away your fears,
Then you can move on, to build a future.
Guitar break
Chorus.
Noe you can break the chains,
Holding you from chasing destiny, and,
Just cut away your fears,
Then you can move on, to build a future.
And now you’re, so ready, so glad you’re, on your way.
To live a life in peace,
and all the shadows melt away.
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12. |
Night time nomad
03:52
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Night-Time Nomad.
© Duncan McLauchlan 2019.
At night, when I am sleeping, I have the strangest dreams,
Reality is soon replaced; by fantasy it seems.
I dreamed, I was an astronaut, up, among the stars.
I zoomed across the universe, past Jupiter and Mars.
Chorus; Now, my intentions are all good, I’m honest, straight and true,
So please don’t be afraid, that I might stray, away from you,
So, if this night time Nomad, this nocturnal rolling stone,
Should find adventure while asleep – I’ll dream my way back home.
…. To you
I dreamed I was gladiator, in a chariot race,
I raced my way through thick and thin, to get into your grace.
I dreamed I was a pirate bold, sailing the ocean blue,
I pillaged east, and looted west, then home to be with you.
Chorus; Now, my intentions are all good, I’m honest, straight and true,
So please don’t be afraid, that I might stray, away from you,
So, if this night time Nomad, this nocturnal rolling stone,
Should find adventure while asleep – I’ll dream my way back home.
….To you
I dreamed I was a legend, movie-hero, super-star,
Filthy rich and famous, impressed you with my charms.
Last night, I was your hero, when I heard your screams,
I rescued you from monsters, but only in my dreams
Chorus; Repeat x 2.
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13. |
The big chase
03:55
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Instrumental
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14. |
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Instrumental
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15. |
You are my life
03:45
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You are my life.
© Duncan McLauchlan 06/20/2006.
Verse 1.
If you look in my eyes, and see a light there,
It’s a reflection of your own, sweet love and care.
You’re a wonderful friend, and a beautiful wife,
And I can say with certainty, I’m yours for life.
Chorus.
You are my life; it’s you I rely on,
You are the one I dearly love, and I adore,
You are my life, the earth that I stand on,
And every day that passes by, I love you more.
Verse 2.
We’re happy together, but can’t disregard,
That sometimes we make each other smile or boiling mad.
But whatever is said, or whatever’s amiss,
When passions boil and tempers fray, remember this.
Chorus.
You are my life; it’s you I rely on,
You are the one I dearly love, and I adore,
You are my life, the earth that I stand on,
And every day that passes by, I love you more.
Bridge.
You are first in my thoughts, every hour, every day.
You have all of my love, every possible way.
Chorus.
You are my life; it’s you I rely on,
You are the one I dearly love, and I adore,
You are my life, the earth that I stand on,
And every day that passes by, I love you more.
And every day that passes by, I love you more.
And every day that passes by, I love you more.
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16. |
The time for peace
03:24
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THE TIME FOR PEACE IS HERE
© Duncan McLauchlan 1999
Throw away your guns and bombs, the time for peace is here.
Some deserve to be remembered, for the seeds of love they’ve sown.
Hold them up, in high regard, for human kindness they have shown.
Some deserve to be reviled, for all the killing they have done.
Slaying fathers and their wives, murdering daughters and their sons.
Hatred and hostility, has no place in society,
We must know that warfare, can have no-part, in our destiny.
Power and greed is at the root, of all, hell-bent on waging war,
No-one sane can justify, what any killing has been for.
CHORUS
Stamp out the fires of hatred, we don’t want their flames near,
Throw away your guns and bombs, the time for peace is here.
Stamp out the fires of hatred, we don’t want their flames near,
Throw away your guns and bombs, the time for peace is here.
Whatever the root of all your hate, let the death and carnage cease.
Where’s the sense in spilling blood? We all want to live in peace.
Shout out loud, for all to hear, the voice of folk like you and me,
Who only want to see an end, to endless death and misery.
CHORUS
Stamp out…………………..Stamp out.(background chant) …….
Stamp out the fires of hatred, we don’t want their flames near,
Let us put an end to war, the time for peace is here.
Stamp out the fires of hatred, we don’t want their flames near,
Put an end to bloody war, the time for peace is here.
Stamp out the fires of hatred, we don’t want their flames near,
Put an end to killing, the time for peace is here here
Stamp out the fires of hatred, we don’t want their flames near,
Throw away your guns and bombs, the time for peace is here.
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Duncan McLauchlan Roswell, Georgia
Duncan McLauchlan is a Scottish songwriter and multi-instrumental musician, living in Atlanta, GA,
USA.
His multi-genred music speaks of travel, adventure, beauty, strife and love.
Listen, and you'll hear passionate music to stir the blood then calm the soul.
He has been hailed as inspirational by fellow musicians, some known world wide.
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