Reprises

Tommy, why didn't you write me?

Nothing to say, I guess

But why didn't you wire me you were coming in?

After all, darling, I did think the minute you'd get into town you'd call me

Or come to me

Come to me, bend to me, kiss me good day

Darlin', my darlin', 'tis all I can say

Just come to me, bend to me, kiss me good day

Give me your lips and don't take them away

You've certainly been anti-social since you've returned from Scotland

If you really want to avoid everybody

Why don't we take Mr. Jackson's house?

It's far away, and right on top of a high, beautiful hill

—Through the heather on the hill

But when the mist is in the gloamin'

And all the clouds are holdin' still

If ye're not there, I won't go roamin'

Through the heather on the hill

The heather on the—

No, Jane, no

No, what?

I can't go through with it

There's not going to be a wedding, Jane

I'm sorry, something strange happened a few months ago

I can't explain it

But now, I don't fit here any more

I think you've gone clean out of your mind

But I refuse to sit here and argue with you in this bar

And if you think anyone else is going to put up with your nonsense

You're stark, raving mad

So think that over, Mr. Albright, when you're all alone!

I think real loneliness is not bein' in love in vain, but not bein' in love at all

You understood, Fiona—I didn't

You walking through the heather

When we were there together

That's all I'll see

From this day on

These hurried hours were all the life we could share

Still I will go with not a tear, just a prayer

That—

Through (When)

All the years to come

And through all the tears to come

I know I'll be yours

From this day on

Hello, room seven thirty-two, please

Jeff

I wanna go back to Scotland

I said, I wanna go back to Scotland

Never mind what for

Do you wanna come with me? (Come ye)

Well, get plane reservations right away (From the hills)

I know it isn't there (Come ye)

But I wanna see where it was (From the mills)

Who cares if it doesn't make sense? (Hear ye everywhere)

I wanna go!

I wanna go, do you hear? (Don't ye ken)

I wanna go! (There's a fair)

Down on MacConnachy Square?