Harry Lauder - Road to the isles

Oh, a fa^Gr croonin' is pullin^Em' me away, as take ^CI wi' my cromack to ^Dthe road. The far ^GCoolins are^Em puttin' love ^Con me, as step ^GI wi' the s^Dunlight for my^G load.

Sure by ^GTummel and Loch Rannoch and Loc^Emhaber I will go, or by he^Cather tracks wi' heaven in t^Dheir wiles. And if i^Gt’s thinkin' in your inner heart the b^Emraggart's in my ^Cstep, you've n^Gever smelled the ta^Dngle o' the I^Gsles. Oh, the ^Gfar Cooli^Dns are pu^Emttin' love^C on me, as step ^GI wi' my cr^Domack to ^D7the Is^Gles.

For the ^GShiel water the track is to the^Em west, by Aillo^Crt and by Morar to t^Dhe sea, the cool^G cresses I am th^Eminkin' of for ^Cpluck, and brac^Gken for a wi^Dnk on Mother ^Gknee.

or by he^Cather tracks wi' heaven in t^Dheir wiles. And if i^Gt’s thinkin' in your inner heart the b^Emraggart's in my ^Cstep, you've n^Gever smelled the ta^Dngle o' the I^Gsles. Oh, the ^Gfar Cooli^Dns are pu^Emttin' love^C on me, as step ^GI wi' my cr^Domack to ^D7the Is^Gles.

Oh, the ^Gblue islands are pullin' me ^Emaway, their la^Cughter puts the leap upon the l^Dame. The blue^G islands from the Ske^Emrries to the L^Cewis wi' heat^Gher honey tas^Dte upon each n^Game.

or by he^Cather tracks wi' heaven in t^Dheir wiles. And if i^Gt’s thinkin' in your inner heart the b^Emraggart's in my ^Cstep, you've n^Gever smelled the ta^Dngle o' the I^Gsles. Oh, the ^Gfar Cooli^Dns are pu^Emttin' love^C on me, as step ^GI wi' my cr^Domack to ^D7the Is^Gles.