D#m Cb
How high the gulls fly o'er Islay.
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D#m C#
How sad the farm lad deep in play.
Cb C# D#m
Felt like a grain on your sand.
D#m Cb
How well the sheep's bell music makes.
D#m C#
Rovin' the cliff when fancy takes.
Cb C# D#m
Felt like the tide left me here.
D#m Cb
How blest the forest with birds' song.
D#m C#
How neat the cut peat laid so long.
Cb C# D#m
Felt like a seed on your land.
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D#m D#m Cb Gb D#m
D#m D#m Cb Gb D#m
D#m Cb
How high the gulls fly o'er Islay.
D#m C#
How sad the farm lad deep in play.
Cb C# D#m
Felt like the tide left me here.
Cb C# D#m
Felt like a grain on your sand.
Cb C# D#m
Felt like a grain on your sand.
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