When you go will you send back A letter fom America? Take a look up the railtrack From Miami to Canada
Broke off from my work the other day I spent the evening thinking about All the blood that flowed away Across the ocean to the second chance I wonder how it got on when it reached the promised land?
I've looked at the ocean Tried hard to imagine The way you felt the day you sailed From Wester Ross to Nova Scotia We should have held you We should have told you But you know our sense of timing We always wait to long Lochaber no more Sutherland no more Lewis no more Skye no more... etc
I wonder my blood Will you ever return To help us kick the life back To a dying mutual friend Do we not love her? Do we not say we love her? Do we have to roam the world To prove how much it hurts?
Bathgate no more Linwood no more Methil no more Irvine no more