Road To The Isles

        G                   Em
Oh, a far croonin' is pullin' me 
away,
        C                   D
as take I wi' my cromack to the 
road.
        G          Em            
The far Coolins are puttin' love on 
C
me,
        G          D             
as step I wi' the sunlight for my 
G
load.


[Chorus]
        G                          
Sure by Tummel and Loch Rannoch and
    Em
 Lochaber I will go,
        C                          
or by heather tracks wi' heaven in 
 D
their wiles.
        G                          
And if it’s thinkin' in your inner 
           Em              C
heart the braggart's in my step,
        G                  D      
you've never smelled the tangle o'
      G
 the Isles.
        G        D        Em     
Oh, the far Coolins are puttin' 
   C
love on me,
        G          D        
as step I wi' my cromack to the 
D7    G
Isles.


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[Verse 2]
        G                          
For the Shiel water the track is to
    Em
 the west,
        C                   D
by Aillort and by Morar to the sea,
        G               Em        
the cool cresses I am thinkin' of 
    C
for pluck,
        G           D            
and bracken for a wink on Mother 
G
knee.


[Chorus]
Sure by Tummel and Loch Rannoch and 
Lochaber I will go,
        C                          
or by heather tracks wi' heaven in 
 D
their wiles.
        G                          
And if it’s thinkin' in your inner 
           Em              C
heart the braggart's in my step,
        G                  D      
you've never smelled the tangle o'
      G
 the Isles.
        G        D        Em     
Oh, the far Coolins are puttin' 
   C
love on me,
        G          D        
as step I wi' my cromack to the 
D7    G
Isles.


[Verse 3]
        G                          
Oh, the blue islands are pullin' me
 Em
 away,
        C                        
their laughter puts the leap upon 
      D
the lame.
        G                    Em   
The blue islands from the Skerries
         C
 to the Lewis
        G            D          
wi' heather honey taste upon each 
   G
name.

[Chorus]
Sure by Tummel and Loch Rannoch and 
Lochaber I will go,
        C                          
or by heather tracks wi' heaven in 
 D
their wiles.
        G                          
And if it’s thinkin' in your inner 
           Em              C
heart the braggart's in my step,
        G                  D      
you've never smelled the tangle o'
      G
 the Isles.
        G        D        Em     
Oh, the far Coolins are puttin' 
   C
love on me,
        G          D        
as step I wi' my cromack to the 
D7    G
Isles.