The Gloaming Hour Lyrics - Singles - Craig Herbertson

Ken ye the gloaming hour 

Doon by the willows weeping 

Doon whaur the broon trout's rising 

Ripples o'er the burn 

Can you hear the bonnie lark 

Ca'ing o'er the blooming heather 

Paths we yince walked together 

Ever tae return 

Oh, can ye hear the singing 

A' through the wild woods ringing 

'Gang ye awa 

Never tae return?' 

Can you feel immortal spring 

Stir the breeze o' Balimeanach 

Where the towers o' Ben Vorlich 

Water loch and glen 

Here in the summer splendour 

Flowers o' every hue and colour 

One for every day remembered 

Never to return 

By the 'lady's silver strand 

Autumn breathes o'er a' the land 

The lapwing pleads, the hawk commands 

Let the tide be turned 

Noo in the winter's blast 

Gone is the flower o' Edinbra 

Gone aye and gone forever 

Ever tae be mourned 

So softly silent falls the snow 

Slays spring's sweet sister summer 

Autumn falls beloved brother 

Tae the gloaming hour 

Here in the dusk and dawn 

You will ever walk the heather 

But never will we walk together 

O'er the lands we loved