The Road to the Isles 


A far croonin' is pullin' me away* 

As take I wi' my cromak to the road. 

The far Coolins are puttin' love on me 

As step I wi' the sunlight for my load. 



Chorus 

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. 

O, the far Coolins are puttin' love on me. 

As step I wi' my cromak to the lsles. 



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 knee. 

Chorus 



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. 

Chorus