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The Ballad of the Culbin Sands

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Keith F. Thomson (1928-2014) wrote and recorded this song about Culbin.  It is performed here by his daughter Fiona.

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Oh the Culbin Sands were wide and free
With bent grass growing wild
And you could roam in solitude
And sun and sand beguile.

Oh you never used to worry, you never used to care,
Never used to worry there was no one ever there.

Oh the Culbin sands were wide and free
Now you could even dare
To cast off cares and worries
For no one else was there.

Oh you never used to worry, you never used to care,
Never used to worry there was no one ever there.

Oh the Culbin sand were wide and free
With sand dunes old and new
The wind would blow them here and there
The ever changing view.

Oh you never used to worry, you never used to care,
Never used to worry there was no one ever there.

Oh the Culbin sands were wide and free
The seal upon the sand
The shore was empty mile on mile
The endless glistening band.

Oh you never used to worry, you never used to care,
Never used to worry there was no one ever there.

Oh the Culbin sands are overgrown
They planted pines galore
All that space is gone for good
The trees have shifted o’er.

Oh you never used to worry, you never used to care,
Never used to worry there was no one ever there.

Oh the Culbin sands are overgrown
They planted pines galore
All that space is gone for good
The trees have shut that door.

Oh you never used to worry, you never used to care,
Never used to worry there was no one ever there,
There was no one ever there.

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Culbin: the disappeared village is a partnership between the School of Creative and Cultural Business at Robert Gordon University, Aberdeen and Moray Council Libraries and Information Services. 
It has been funded as part of Scotland's Year of Stories 2022.  
© Robert Gordon University 2022.
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    • The Girnel of Moray
    • The Sand Storm of 1694
    • Engulfed in common ruin
    • Consequences
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    • Mrs Willoughby's Poem
    • The swamps of Darien
    • Re-emergence
    • Fact, Fiction and Tress
    • Accounts of Culbin
    • Secrets from the sands
    • Meanwhile in Denmark
    • Mr Wilson comes to visit
    • The Ballad of Culbin
    • Forestry Memories
    • Shake Cameron the Pilot
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