Gm Eb How high the gulls fly o'er Islay. |4/4 |2/4 | 4/4 | * Gm F How sad the farm lad deep in play. Eb F Gm Felt like a grain on your sand. Gm Eb How well the sheep's bell music makes. Gm F Rovin' the cliff when fancy takes. Eb F Gm Felt like the tide left me here. Gm Eb How blest the forest with birds' song. Gm F How neat the cut peat laid so long. Eb F Gm Felt like a seed on your land. [Instrumental -- no time change in these lines] Gm Gm Eb Bb Gm Gm Gm Eb Bb Gm Gm Eb How high the gulls fly o'er Islay. Gm F How sad the farm lad deep in play. Eb F Gm Felt like the tide left me here. Eb F Gm Felt like a grain on your sand. Eb F Gm Felt like a grain on your sand.
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