Mountains red in the morning light
And black as the blackbird’s wing
When the night falls and the moon lights up the String
There the heather’s in flower
And the eagle soars above
Far away on the island that I love
Chorus
Journey back to Arran
Longing for my home
I’d go back tomorrow
I’d go on my own
I’ll be coming the long way round
I’ve been gone so long
I wanted you to listen to my song
You’re wild as any red deer
Or the white stag running free
And I wonder if you ever think of me
I’ll cross over the Firth of Clyde
Where the water is quiet and deep
It sparkles and shines, I can see it in my sleep
The boat will come into the harbour
And you’ll be just the same
And I know I won’t be sorry that I came.
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