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Scotland (Alba in Gaelic) is a nation in northwest Europe and a constituent country of the United Kingdom. The country occupies
the northern third of the island of Great Britain and shares a land border to the south with England and is bounded by the
North Sea to the east, the Atlantic Ocean to the north and west, and the North Channel and Irish Sea to the south-west.
The Kingdom of Scotland was an independent state until 1 May 1707, when the Act of Union resulted in an incorporating union
with the Kingdom of England to create the Kingdom of Great Britain. Although Scotland shares many aspects of its culture with
the rest of the United Kingdom, there is distinct cultural differences identifiable in some areas. There exists a distinct
Scottish national identity which is present in the Scottish cultural scene.
Scottish country dancing or "SCD" is a form of social dance involving groups of mixed couples of dancers tracing progressive
patterns according to a predetermined choreography. SCD is often considered a type of folk dancing although this is not strictly
true - it derives from the courtly dances of the Renaissance and, as a form of ballroom dancing, predates the more modern
styles of the quadrille as well as couple dances like the waltz. Related dance forms include English country dancing, contra
dancing, ceilidh dancing, Old Tyme dancing, Irish set dancing, or square dance.
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Call to the Piper
Gay Gordons
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Mairi's Wedding
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Chorus:
Step we gaily on we go,
heel for heel and toe for toe,
arm in arm and row on row,
all for Mairi's wedding.
Over hillways up and down,
myrtle green and bracken brown,
past the sheiling through the town,
all for the sake of Mairi.
Red her cheeks as rowans are,
bright her eye as any star,
fairest of them all by far,
that's our darling Mairi.
Plenty herring, plenty meal,
plenty peat to fill her creel,
plenty bonnie bairns to weel,
that's our toast to Mairi.
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Postie's Jig
Road to the Isles
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A far croonin' is pullin' me away
As take I wi' my cromack to the road.
The far Coolins are puttin' love on me
As step I wi' the sunlight for my load.
Chorus
Sure by Tummel and Loch Rannoch
and Lochaber I will go
By heather tracks wi' heaven in their wiles.
If it's thinkin' in your inner heart
the braggart's in your step
You've never smelled the tangle o' the Isles.
Oh the far Coolins are puttin' love on me
As step I wi' my cromack to the Isles.
It's by Shiel water the track is to the west
By Aillort and by Morar to the sea
The cool cresses I am thinkin' of for pluck
And bracken for a wink on Mother knee.
The blue islands are pullin' me away
Their laughter puts the leap upon the lame
The blue islands from the Skerries to the Lewis
Wi' heather honey taste upon each name.
Shepherd's Crook
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I grew up with six brothers.
That's how I learned to dance - waiting for the bathroom.
~Bob Hope
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