Recorded on 08/17/2004, uploaded on 01/08/2009
Musician's or Publisher's Notes
Air falalalo horo, air falalalay
Faleefalo horo, air falalalay
There's lilt in the song I sing, there's laughter and love;
There's tang o' the sea, and blue from heaven above;
Of reason there's none, and why should there be forbye,
With the fire in the blood and toes, the light in the eye?
The heather's ablaze wi' bloom; the myrtle is sweet;
There's song in the air; the road's a song at our feet;
So step it along as light as the bird on the wing,
And, stepping along, let's join our voices and sing.
And whether the blood be Highland, or Lowland, or no';
And whether the hue be white or black as the sloe;
Of kith and of kin we're one, be it right, be it wrong,
If only our hearts beat true to the lilt o' the song.
Courtesy of International Music Foundation.
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