Ardchreag, my home

Laird Colyne Stewart

Jan AS XL (2006)

For many a year I’ve lived on the Cliffs

In Ardchreag I roam

In this land of emerald and argent

I have made my home

I’ve toiled with the woodward in the flora

And worn the Cliffguard horn

I’ve bent a bow with the yeomen

To defend where I was born

I’ve sailed in the Red Arrow

As a sailor and marine

I’ve fought down at Pennsic

My blood is white and green

I’ve ridden with the cavalry

Charging ‘cross the glen

I’ve even been a pirate

Without the Widow’s ken

I’ve lived in the bogs and the forests

In the hills and in the dales

In the border forts I’ve lingered

Drinking local ales

I’ve done the holy pilgrimage

To all of Crispy’s shrines

I’ve drunk with the green bison

And seen the turtles flyin’

I have been to foreign lands

To the south and to the east

They all have their glamour, lured

Their traditions and their feasts

But for the cliffs of white and red

Where tall trees grow so green

My heart calls out, my soul it yearns

For Ardchreag my home

Ardchreag the emerald land

The arrows are my heart

Ardchreag, the cliffs so grand

The arrows are my hear