Letra

Raise the anchor chart the course We'll sail the morn love, we find a better life abroad If you'll marry me Hoist the sail and pack your bags We roam from coast to coast, we'll go from Wester Ross to Nova Scotia If you'll marry me And the winter it stalks us sure and true An' my heart land belongs to someone who And any chance for us You know it lies across the sea We have to leave I have no land for us to run And come the harvest time With all the table bear will you listen dear You know we have to go You say your fathers croft remains But it won't be long until the King and country will away witchcraft You know they'll run me through And the winter it stalks us sure and true An' my heart land belongs to someone who And any chance for us You know it lies across the sea We have to leave And the winter it stalks us sure and true An' my heart land belongs to someone who And any chance for us You know it lies across the sea We have to leave And the winter it stalks us sure and true An' my heart land belongs to someone who And any chance for us You know it lies across the sea We have to leave And the winter it stalks us sure and true An' my heart land belongs to someone who And any chance for us You know it lies across the sea We have to leave We have to, we have to Well we have to see no evil--
Writer(s): Ross Wilson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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