In the late hours of a sunset Chill breeze against tide carries me through you Got a job in a southern city, got some in my tank Now I must goodbye, I'm bound for the mainland
Island in the city, cut by a sea People moving on an ocean, groundswell of
Now the sun breaks through rain as I Glen Shiel On the trail of those old cattlemen who their bargain south again And in the eyes of those five, five of Kintail There's a of seduction from the mainland
in the city, cut by a cold sea People movin' on an ocean, of humanity Storm-lashed on the high-rise, their words are spray to the Blown like silent laughter, falling on of tin
Take my heart and take my by stealth or take by storm Set my to cruise I can see the glow of the lights I'm fresh from the Singin' the mainland Was in mainland
was a girl where I came from Seems a long time, long time gone by the west wind in her hair She calls the hill Yeah, she calls in my blues Up in mainland
It's the blues
There's a coast road that to heaven's door Where a fat ferry floats on muted roar And there's a light on the and there's a flame in her eyes But how the lights burn on the mainland
in the city, cut by a cold sea People on an ocean, groundswell of humanity Storm-lashed on the high-rise, their are spray to the wind Blown like silent laughter and falling on of tin In my mainland