Lyrics - Lock The Door Lariston by The Corries

Lock the door
Lariston
Lion
O'
Liddesdale
Lock the door
Lariston
Lowther comes on
The
Armstrongs are flyin'
The widows are cryin'
Castletown is burnin' and
Oliver is gone
Lock the door
Lariston
High on the weather gleams
See how the
Saxon plumes
They bon on the sky
Yeoman and carbinere (cavalryman and rifleman)
Billman and halberdiere (axeman and spearman)
Fierce is the battle and far is the cry
Bewcastle brandishes his broad scimitar
Ridley is riding his fleet-footed grey
Hidley and
Howard there
Wandel
O'
Windermere
Lock the door
Lariston
Hold them at bay
Why dae ye smile noble
Elliot
O'
Lariston (do you)
Why does the joy candle gleem in your eye?
You hold border ranger
Beware o' your danger
Your foes are relentless
Determined and nigh
I hae
Mangerton and
Ogilvie (have)
Raeburn and
Netherby
Old
Sym
O'
Whitram and a' his array (all)
Come all
Northumberland
Teesdale and
Cumberland
Here at the
Brechin
Tower
End the affray
See how they wane the proud file 'o the
Windermere (wind)
Howard a woe tae yer hopes o' the day (to your hopes of)
Hear the rude welkin' rend (withering)
While the
Scots' shouts ascend
Elliot
O'
Lasriston!
Elliot for aye!(always/ever)

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