Albany, that once stood high over Norton Green.
Albany, whose mighty walls the people sheltered under.
Albany, proud symbol setting the highlands free,
just like a song, a song that lasts forever.

This is Gordon Mc Kenzie’s story
and the story of Albany, his family home.


Albany, that once stood high over Norton Green.
Albany, whose mighty walls the people sheltered under.
Albany, proud symbol setting the highlands free,
just like a song, a song that lasts forever.


Gordon was the eldest son,
a golden eagle so the story runs.
His brother Charles, dark as a raven.
One night in jealous rage and spite,
the raven struck with all his might.
The eagle turns as quick as light
and slew the raven.


Albany, that once stood high over Norton Green.
Albany, whose mighty walls the people sheltered under.
Albany, proud symbol setting the highlands free,
just like a song, a song that lasts forever.


See the kings men come,
riding through the heather,
Mc Kenzie’s life they cry and all his land.
Silent clansmen stand motionless together.
An English king won’t have a highland man.


So the king by his decree,
did raze and fire poor Albany,
to let the people see his power.
But Highland justice still prevails
and according to the clansmen tales.
A golden eagle nest forever in her tower.


Albany, that once stood high over Norton Green.
Albany, whose mighty walls the people sheltered under.
Albany, proud symbol setting the highlands free,
just like a song, a song that lasts forever.


O ho ho ho Albany, that once stood high over Norton Green.
O ho ho Albany, her people sheltered under the wall.
O my Albany, just like a song, that lasts forever.


O ho ho ho Albany, that once stood high over Norton Green
O ho ho Albany, her people sheltered under the wall. . . .