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Voice of My Island. From Gaberlunzie's Album, Highland Lines. Written by Menzies and Paul [Verse 1]
GSad is my heDart as I stEmand on the shCore GThinking of friends who will sCee me no mDore GWatching the waDves as they thuEmnder and rCoar And sGing with the voDice of my iCslaGnd
[Chorus]
DMull of my heart, my islGand my home How crCuel the haGnd that has foEmrced us to rDoam FarewGell to Ben MDore, to the braEmcken and buCrn No mGore I'll retDurn to my CislaGnd
[Verse 2]
GBunessan's bold beDauty to hisEmtory clCings While FionGnphort guard fair IoCna of kiDngs O'er the hGigh rocks of GrDibun the perEmegrine wCings And sGings with the voDice of my CislGand
[Chorus]
DMull of my heart, my islGand my home How crCuel the haGnd that has foEmrced us to rDoam FarewGell to Ben MDore, to the braEmcken and buCrn No mGore I'll retDurn to my CislaGnd
[Verse 3]
GFrom Dervaig to SaDlen, where frieEmndships abCound Let migGhty Ben More guard the peCace that I foDund Where the FoGrsa's dark waDters pour dEmown to the soCund And sGing with the voDice of my iCslaGnd
[Chorus]
DMull of my heart, my islGand my home How crCuel the haGnd that has foEmrced us to rDoam FarewGell to Ben MDore, to the braEmcken and bCurn No mGore I'll retDurn to my CislaGnd
[Verse 4]
GBut now I stand silDent on CaEmlgary BCay The miGghty ships waiting their anCchor to wDeigh We sGail for the westD-land at bEmreak of the dCay Far aGway from the voDice of my iCslaGnd
[Chorus]
MDull of my heart, my islaGnd my home How crCuel the haGnd that has foEmrced us to rDoam FarewGell to Ben MDore, to the braEmcken and bCurn No mGore I'll retDurn to my CislaGnd
[Verse 5]
GYears have gone Dby cause they nEmever stand stCill The wGild winds have crumbled the crCofts on the hDill The oGld folk are gDone but the yEmoung lingers Con And tGhrill to the voDice of their iCslaGnd
[Chorus]
DMull of my heart, my islGand my home How crCuel the haGnd that has foEmrced us to rDoam FarewGell to Ben MDore, to the brEmacken and bCurn No mGore I'll retDurn to my CislaGnd