Well my in The Highlands, gentle and fair blooming in the wildwood air Bluebells blazing where the Aberdeen waters my heart's in The Highlands I'm gonna go there I feel good enough to go
Windows shaking all night in my dreams was exactly the way that it seems Woke up mornin' and I looked at the same old page Same old rat race, life in the old cage I don't want nothin' from anyone, ain't that to take Wouldn't know the difference between a blonde and a fake Feel like a prisoner in a of mystery I wish someone'd come and push back the for me
my heart's in The Highlands wherever I roam That's where I'll be when I get called The wind it to the buckeye trees of rhyme Well, my heart's in The I can only get one step at a time I'm listening to Neil Young, I turn up the sound Someone's yellin' "Turn it down" Feel like I'm driftin', driftin' scene to scene I'm wonderin' what in the devil it all possibly mean
Insanity is smashin' up my soul You say I was on anything but a roll If I had a conscience, well I just might my top What I do with it anyway, maybe take it to the pawn shop? My heart's in The Highlands at the of dawn By the beautiful lake of the Black Big white clouds like that swing down low Well my heart's in The Highlands, only left to go
I'm in Boston town in restaurant I got no idea what I Or maybe I do but I'm just really not Waitress comes over, nobody in the but me and her Well it must be a holiday, nobody around She me closely as I sit down She got a pretty face and long shiny legs
I said "Tell me I want" She say "You probably want hard eggs" I said "That's right, me some" She says "We got any, you picked the wrong time to come" Then she says "I know you're an artist, draw a of me" I said "I if I could but I do sketches from memory" Well she's there, she says "I'm here in front of you Or you looked?"
I say "All right, I know but I have my drawin' book" She me a napkin, she say "You can do it on that" I say "Yes I could but I don't know where my is at" She pulls one out from her ear She says "Alright now go ahead draw me I'm right here" I make a few and I show it for her to see Well she takes the napkin and it back and says "That don't look a thing me"
I "Oh kind miss, it most certainly does" She say "You must be joking", I "I wish I was" She says "You read women authors do ya?" At least that's what I think I her say I say "How would you know, and what would it matter anyway?" Well she says "Ya just don't seem ya do" I "You're way wrong" She says "Which ones have you read then?", I say "Read Jong" She away for a minute, and I slide out, out of my chair I step outside back to the busy street, but goin' anywhere
my heart's in The Highlands with the horses and hounds Way up in the border far from the towns With the twang of the and the snap of the bow My heart's in The Highlands, can't see any way to go Every day is the thing, out the door further away than ever before Some things in it just gets too late to learn Well I'm somewhere, I must have made a few bad turns
I see in the park, forgettin' their troubles and woes drinkin' and dancin', wearin' bright colored clothes All the young men the young women lookin' so good Well, I'd places with any of 'em, in a minute if I could I'm the street to get away from a mangy dog Talkin' to myself in a I think what I need might be a full-length coat Somebody just me if I'm registered to vote
The sun is beginnin' to on me But it's not like the sun that to be The party's over and there's and less to say I got new eyes, looks far away Well my heart's in The Highlands at the of day the hills and far away There's a way to get there, and I'll figure it out Well I'm already in my mind and that's good enough for now