Westering Home (Songs Of The Isles) - The Corries

Westering home and a song in the air

Light in the eye and its goodbye to care

Laughter o' love and a welcoming there

Isle o' my heart my own one

Tell me o' lands o' the Orient gay

Speak o' the riches and joys o' Cathay

Aye but its grand to be wakin' each day

To find yourself nearer to Islay

Where are the folk like the folk o' the West

Cantie and couthie and kindly the best (cheerful and pleasant)

There I would hie me and there I would rest (hide)

At hame wi' my ain folk in Islay (home with my own)