Donovan Leitch - Isle of Islay lyrics

rate me

How high the gulls fly

O'er Ilay

How sad the farm lad

deep in play

Felt like a grain on your sand

How well the sheep's bell

music makes

Roving the cliff

when fancy takes

Felt like a tide left me here

How blessed the forest

with birdsong

How neat the cut peat

laid so long

Felt like a seed on your land