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