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Edna dancing at Virginia Scottish Games, Alexandria, Virginia, July 2001.
"Lord of the Dance" by Sydney Carter
I danced in the morning when the world was begun,
I danced in the moon, the stars and the sun,
I danced down from Heaven and I danced on Earth,
At Bethlehem I had my birth.
~~Chorus~~
Dance, then, wherever you may be,
I am the Lord of the Dance, said He,
And I'll lead you all, wherever you may be,
And I'll lead you all in the dance, said He.
I danced for the scribe and the Pharisee,
But they would not dance and they would not follow me,
So I danced for the fisherman, for James and John,
They came with me and the dance went on.
I danced on the Sabbath and I cured the lame,
They holy people said it was a shame,
So they whipped, and they stripped, and they hung me high,
And they left me there on the cross to die
I danced on a Friday, when the sky turned black,
Its hard to dance with the Devil on your back,
Oh they buried my body, and they thought I'd gone,
But I am the dance and the dance goes on.
They cut me down, but I lept on high,
I am the light that will never, never die,
But I'll live in you if you'll live in Me,
I am the Lord of the Dance, said he.
My Scottish forebears came to Virginia from northern Ireland and Scotland in the seventeenth and early eighteenth centuries. Their names were TURK, CRAIG, JAMESON, STINSON, RHEA (CAMPBELL of Argyle in Scotland) and KERR.
"The mark of a Scot of all classes [is that] he ... remembers and cherishes the memory of his forebears, good or bad; and there burns alive in him a sense of identity with the dead even to the twentieth generation." Robert Louis Stevenson
The tune is "The Flower of Scotland",
the unofficial national anthem of Scotland,
written by the late Roy Williamson of "The Corries" and
sequenced by Barry Taylor at Taylor's Traditional Tunes
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