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