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