Love, love is the best of all my life. All that I can delight. And open your eyes if can fly. . Love is coming down on my dreams. Just like a memory. Now your breath is standing by me.
You are my dream around my sweet desire. . You are the air the moon that's in the sky.. I see there is a glow on all the people. . Guess they know that I'm so deep in love..
We're living in a mad house,. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. That's what the world is, x4. . Love is called sex, don't you know,. And The Law is called Might, its crazy,.
O as I was a-walking down by yon mill-town,. The fair and lovely mountains they did me surround;. 'Twas there I saw a fair maid, and to me she looked grand;.
Wi' my dog and gun, through the bloomin' heather,. For game and pleasure I took my way.. I met a maid, she was tall and slender,. Her eyes enticed me some time to stay..
Ooooooooh, ooooooooh.... . Caught on the downside, lost between the weight of lesser men.. So lengthy to realize, you were better off where you began..
By the clear and the winding stream. In the valley of Strathmore. Where my love and I have been. Where we'll wander never more. . But if time was a thing man could buy.
Two pretty boys were goin' tae the school. And one evening coming home. Says William to John, Can you throw a stone. Or can you play at a ball, a ball, or can you play at a ball.
Come through the heather, around him gather,. Ye're a' the welcomer early. Around him cling wi' a' your kin,. For wha'll be King but Charlie?. Come through the heather, around him gather,.
CHORUS. Oh, there're sober men and plenty,. And drunkards barely twenty,. There are men of over ninety. That have never yet kissed a girl.. But give me a ramblin' rover,.
Gentlemen it is my duty. To inform you of one beauty. Though I'd ask of you a favour. Not to seek her for a while. Though I own she is a creature. Of character and feature.
You're chewing me up,. You're spitting me out,. Do you feel like the big man now?. Breathing me in,. I'll take you high,. You're my man, make me feel alive..
O, what a parish, a terrible parish,. O, what a parish is that o' Dunkel',. They hangit their minister, droon'd their precentor. Dang doun the steeple, and fuddled the bell..
When I've done the work o day,. And I row my boat away,. Down the waters o Loch Tay,. When the evening light is fallin',. And I look towards Ben lawyers,.
I have funds tae buy me whiskey. Monie funds tae call my ain. But if I should get to fu' o' water. Wha's the man that would carry me hame?. . CHORUS: And if I be drunk in the Isla Waters.
Darling, I like it, I can't deny it. Darling, I like it, Ooh-ooh. . Ooh-oo-hoo, Ooh-oo-hoo. Darling, I like it, I can't deny it. Darling, I like it, Ooh-hooh.
By the storm-torn shoreline a woman is standing. The spray strung like jewels in her hair. And the sea tore the rocks near the desolate landing. as though it had known she stood there..