Donovan Leitch - Isle of Islay Lyrics

How high the gull flies

Oe'r Ilay

How glad 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 seed on your land



How blessed the forest

with birdsong

How neat the cut peat

laid so long

Felt like a tide left me here