G#m E How high the gulls fly oʼer Islay. G#m F# How sad the farm lad deep in play. E F# G#m Felt like a grain on your sand. G#m E How well the sheepʼs bell music makes. G#m F# Rovinʼ the cliff when fancy takes. E F# G#m Felt like the tide left me here. G#m E How blest the forest with birdsʼ song. G#m F# How neat the cut peat laid so long. E F# G#m Felt like a seed on your land. G#m G#m E B G#m x2 G#m E How high the gulls fly oʼer Islay. G#m F# How sad the farm lad deep in play. E F# G#m Felt like the tide left me here. E F# G#m Felt like a grain on your sand. E F# G#m Felt like a grain on your sand.
