What a song What a game What a country What a competition What an atmosphere What a player What a musician Brilliant Gary.

I love this - pure Highlands.

Another fab song that gives us the shivers!!

This song is great ❤️

That's Robert Robertson voice for sure!

This song is amazing. I have never heard this man singing before. He is truly a star.

Such a brilliant song. Truly good on so many levels. Listened to the guy on radio today. A good spirit. Not a bad presenter either

The first lines are so powerful.

You’re old and historic, evolved and mature Like cask strength whisky, so strong and so pure, You capture our heart, hold on with some style Our highland religion drip-fed as a child. An education of sorts, a mark of respect To play this old sport, help villages connect. For those who’ve not seen, it is hard to explain, Just how much pride we have in our game. It’s the game of the Gaels, The language of our clans No place for fear, or to commandeer The heart of the caman man. From the dawn of time, through mist covered glens Clans once gathered, there were hundreds of men, Now we call time, they’d last many days, Wearing full highland dress, with their tartan plaids For ninety short minutes, we contest and collide And once it’s all over, cast difference aside. An offer of hand, to greet one another. A nod of respect for your wood swinging brother It’s the game of the Gaels, The language of our clans No place for fear, or to commandeer The heart of the caman man. Once my best friend, my release from lives throws But now it feels right that I should let go, I’ve had my time, which is hard to admit, Life ever changing, no time to commit, Oh I’ll miss to stand as twelve healthy men, To toss a coin on which end to defend, Hear the whistle ring-out, as the balls thrown high, Fifty bright eyes cast towards the sky. Take a knock, take a bang, take a smack, take a clatter, In years to come none of it will matter, To run like the wind and to leap like the salmon, A small price to pay to say you’ve held a caman. It’s the game of the Gaels, The language of our clans No place for fear, or to commandeer The heart of the caman man. You’ll continue to grow, gather tales on your way I’ll never forget what were my glory days We stood together as one hand in hand The pipe-band tuned up at the back of the stand. Those fond memories I’ll hang onto and treasure As I dust off a glass to pour a large measure. To our ancient sport, to Scotland’s fine son I toast your health, my heart you’ve won. It’s the game of the Gaels, The language of our clans No place for fear, or to commandeer The heart oh it’s the....

great song

I know nothing about this game, but this song was very easy to enjoy.

I love this song

Fantastic lyrics Gary! Fantastic vocals too!!

Absolutely brilliant just fantastic

One of the games of the gaels

Brilliant song love it great video

This song is beautiful

brilliant song

Great song

Magic song well played

Great song Gary, keep them coming

Best song in the World

Great video Gary

Brilliant song and thanks for coming along to our schools Shinty training session tonight, kids loved it!

Amazing

Well done Garry I'm still playing the accordion

It's the cam man man

Is this Gary Innes of Take the Floor?

Mon the fort

I play shinty

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Newtonmore or Kingussie!!

Sum song

Allana

Come on the Newtonmore lads 👌

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Come on the Shiel.

Hurling is better

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