Song - Drummore
Deep in my heart lie mem’ries so sweet
Sunshine o’er Cail’ness, sea at my feet
Wind in the barley drove golden waves
Carry me free to Drummore once again
Down on the Creechan the Isles of Marie
Rose on the ebb like friends from the sea
Round by the foghorn where fulmars glide
Fishermen dangled their dreams in the tide
Only a dream now, Mary has flown
Reckless we plough, and reap what we’ve sown
Time runs so swiftly, soon we grow old
Carry me home to Drummore by the shore
Still there’s a world there, where Fingals thrive
Where even strangers feel they’re alive
Down at East Tarbet, high on the cliffs
Carry me back to the thrill of her kiss
chorus)
Carry me back there; it’s where I belong
Home in Kirkmaiden adrift on her song
Watching the breakers wash up her wild shore
As we walk round the point of Curghie to Drummore
(As we gaze o’er the bay from Curghie to drummore)
(As we think on the loved ones we’ll ne’er hold no more)
14 02 11
poem by Jim Hogg
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