Well my heart's in The Highlands, gentle and Honeysuckle in the wildwood air Bluebells blazing where the Aberdeen waters my heart's in The Highlands I'm gonna go there when I feel enough to go
were shaking all night in my dreams Everything was exactly the way it seems Woke up this and I looked at the same old page old rat race, life in the same old cage I want nothin' from anyone, ain't that much to take Wouldn't know the difference a real blonde and a fake Feel like a prisoner in a world of I wish someone'd come and push back the for me
my heart's in The Highlands wherever I roam That's where be when I get called home The wind it to the buckeye trees of rhyme Well, my heart's in The I can only get there one step at a I'm listening to Neil Young, I gotta up the sound Someone's always "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 up against my soul You could say I was on anything but a If I had a conscience, well I just blow my top What would I do with it anyway, maybe it to the pawn shop? My heart's in The Highlands at the break of By the lake of the Black Swan Big white clouds chariots that swing down low my heart's in The Highlands, only place left to go
I'm in Boston town in restaurant I got no idea I want Or maybe I do but I'm just really not Waitress over, nobody in the place but me and her Well it must be a holiday, there's around She studies me closely as I sit She got a pretty and long white 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 ain't got any, you picked the wrong to come" she says "I know you're an artist, draw a picture of me" I said "I would if I but I don't do sketches 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 know where my pencil is at" She one out from behind 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 like me"
I "Oh kind miss, it most certainly does" She say "You be joking", I said "I wish I was" She says "You don't read women do ya?" At that's what I think I hear her say Well I say "How would you know, and what would it anyway?" Well she "Ya just don't seem like ya do" I "You're way wrong" She says "Which ones you read then?", I say "Read Erica Jong" She goes away for a minute, and I slide out, out of my I step outside to the busy street, but nobody's goin' anywhere
Well my in The Highlands with the horses and hounds Way up in the border country far from the With the twang of the arrow and the of the bow My in The Highlands, can't see any other way to go day is the same thing, out the door Feel further away than before things in life it just gets too late to learn Well I'm lost somewhere, I must have made a few bad
I see in the park, forgettin' their troubles and woes They're drinkin' and dancin', wearin' bright colored All the young men with the women lookin' so good Well, I'd trade places with any of 'em, in a if I could I'm crossin' the street to get away a mangy dog Talkin' to myself in a I what I need might be a full-length leather coat Somebody asked me if I'm registered to vote
The sun is beginnin' to on me But it's not the sun that used to be The party's and there's less and less to say I got new eyes, everything looks far Well my heart's in The Highlands at the of day Over the hills and far a way to get there, and I'll figure it out somehow Well I'm already there in my mind and that's good for now