| Song | Clash of the Ash |
| Artist | Runrig |
| Album | Everything You See |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : MacDonald, MacDonald | |
| Hey now boys there's something not right, | |
| Did anyone see Willy at the dance last night, | |
| Let's pick up Boa without a fuss, | |
| Chuck him in with the camans at the back of the bus, | |
| 'cause we're running late it's way past ten, | |
| We're driving through the straths and glens, | |
| Come on, Johnny Bulla, make it fast, | |
| For the twelve noon throw-up and the clash of the ash. | |
| Well we'd better make changes now it seems, | |
| Geek to the centre, | |
| Weed to the wing, | |
| The Rocket's old and slow and due to retire, | |
| Stick him right on the sawdust ready to fire, | |
| And if we do all that and there's no one spare, | |
| Tell me who's gonna mark the Kinlochshiel Bear, | |
| He's hard as nails, quick as a flash, | |
| He comes down from the caves for the clash of the ash. | |
| This story started long ago, | |
| With heroes forged and legends told, | |
| And for every fighting highland man, | |
| Stand by your brother, die for the clan. | |
| Well when the whistle blows and the battle's done, | |
| These shinty boys shine like the sun, | |
| We don't play for fame, we don't play for cash, | |
| We just play for the glory and the clash of the ash. |
| zuo qu : MacDonald, MacDonald | |
| Hey now boys there' s something not right, | |
| Did anyone see Willy at the dance last night, | |
| Let' s pick up Boa without a fuss, | |
| Chuck him in with the camans at the back of the bus, | |
| ' cause we' re running late it' s way past ten, | |
| We' re driving through the straths and glens, | |
| Come on, Johnny Bulla, make it fast, | |
| For the twelve noon throwup and the clash of the ash. | |
| Well we' d better make changes now it seems, | |
| Geek to the centre, | |
| Weed to the wing, | |
| The Rocket' s old and slow and due to retire, | |
| Stick him right on the sawdust ready to fire, | |
| And if we do all that and there' s no one spare, | |
| Tell me who' s gonna mark the Kinlochshiel Bear, | |
| He' s hard as nails, quick as a flash, | |
| He comes down from the caves for the clash of the ash. | |
| This story started long ago, | |
| With heroes forged and legends told, | |
| And for every fighting highland man, | |
| Stand by your brother, die for the clan. | |
| Well when the whistle blows and the battle' s done, | |
| These shinty boys shine like the sun, | |
| We don' t play for fame, we don' t play for cash, | |
| We just play for the glory and the clash of the ash. |
| zuò qǔ : MacDonald, MacDonald | |
| Hey now boys there' s something not right, | |
| Did anyone see Willy at the dance last night, | |
| Let' s pick up Boa without a fuss, | |
| Chuck him in with the camans at the back of the bus, | |
| ' cause we' re running late it' s way past ten, | |
| We' re driving through the straths and glens, | |
| Come on, Johnny Bulla, make it fast, | |
| For the twelve noon throwup and the clash of the ash. | |
| Well we' d better make changes now it seems, | |
| Geek to the centre, | |
| Weed to the wing, | |
| The Rocket' s old and slow and due to retire, | |
| Stick him right on the sawdust ready to fire, | |
| And if we do all that and there' s no one spare, | |
| Tell me who' s gonna mark the Kinlochshiel Bear, | |
| He' s hard as nails, quick as a flash, | |
| He comes down from the caves for the clash of the ash. | |
| This story started long ago, | |
| With heroes forged and legends told, | |
| And for every fighting highland man, | |
| Stand by your brother, die for the clan. | |
| Well when the whistle blows and the battle' s done, | |
| These shinty boys shine like the sun, | |
| We don' t play for fame, we don' t play for cash, | |
| We just play for the glory and the clash of the ash. |