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