Dark Island
Away to the westward,
I'm longing to be
Where the beauties of heaven’
unfold by the sea
Where the sweet purple heather’
blooms fragrant and free
On a hilltop high
above the Dark Island
Oh Isle of my childhood I'in dreaming of thee
As the steamer leaves Oban, and passes Tiree
Soon I'll capture the magic, that lingers for me
When I'm back, once more upon, the Dark Island
.
So gentle the sea breeze’ that ripples
the bay
Where the stream joins the ocean, and young
children play
On a strand of pure silver,
I'll welcome each day
And I'll roam forever
more, the Dark Island
Oh Isle of my childhood I'in dreaming of thee
As the steamer leaves Oban, and passes Tiree
Soon I'll capture the magic, that lingers for me
When I'm back, once more upon, the Dark Island
.
True gem of the hebrides,
bathed in the light
Like a midsummer dawning, that
follows the night
How I long for the cry, of the
seagulls in flight
As they circle high above’
the Dark Island
Oh Isle of my childhood I'm dreaming of thee
As the steamer leaves Oban, and passes Tiree
Soon I'll capture the magic, that lingers for me
When I'm back, once more upon, the Dark Island
