| Annie Laurie | Road to the Isles | Rowan Tree medley |
|---|---|---|
| My love is like a red red rose | Scotland the Brave | Will ye no' come back again |
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 I 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.
Oh, the far Coolins are puttin' love on me,
As step I wi' my cromak to the Isles.
It's by Sheil water the 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:
Sure, by Tummel, etc.
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 Lewes,
Wi' heather honey taste upon each name.
Chorus:
Sure, by Tummel, etc.