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Road to the Isles
Music: Marjory Kennedy-Fraser
Lyrics: Kenneth MacLeod

A far croonin' is pullin' me away,
As take I wi' my cromach to the road.
The far Coolins are puttin' love on me,
As step I wi' the sunlight for my load.


Sure, by Tummel and Loch Rannoch and Lochaber I will go.
By heather tracks wi' heaven in their wiles;
If it's thinkin' in your inner heart braggart's in my step,
You've never smelt the tangle o' the Isles.
Oh, the far Coolins are puttin' love on me.
As step I wi' my cromach to the Isles.

It's by Sheil water and track is to the west.
By Aillort and by Morar to the sea,
The cool cresses I am thinkin' o' for pluck,
And bracken for a wink on Mother's knee.


It's the blue Islands are pullin' me away,
Their laughter puts the leap upon the lame,
The blue Islands from the Skerries to the Lews,
Wi' heather honey taste upon each name.


This page is dedicated to my friend Lorraine A.

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