[Verse 1]
How high the gulls fly o'er Islay
How sad the farm lad deep in play
Felt like a grain on your sand

[Verse 2]
How well the sheep's bell music makes
Rovin' the cliff when fancy takes
Felt like a tide left me here

[Verse 3]
How blessed the forest with birds' song
How neat the cut peat laid so long
Felt like a seed on your land

[Guitar Solo]

[Outro]
How high the gulls fly o'er Islay
How sad the farm lad deep in play
Felt like a tide left me here
Felt like a grain on your sand
Felt like a grain on your sand