| [00:04.16] |
The old boys are leaving |
| [00:11.52] |
Leaving one by one |
| [00:16.86] |
Where young birds go flying |
| [00:23.50] |
Spread your wings and run |
| [00:28.62] |
But over the fields by the drystone walls |
| [00:40.75] |
An eagle will come no more |
| [00:53.08] |
Welcome were the headlands |
| [00:58.75] |
St valery behind |
| [01:04.61] |
No medals worth wasting |
| [01:10.94] |
On memories of sand |
| [01:16.61] |
But sweet is the breeze over Raasay |
| [01:28.53] |
The morning awaits you there |
| [01:40.41] |
Oh,What kind of heroes |
| [01:47.57] |
Here for us now |
| [01:52.81] |
Where leaders, stone preachers |
| [01:59.77] |
Minnows on flow |
| [02:04.66] |
But low hang the lights over viewfield |
| [02:16.51] |
And this night will day see no more |
| [03:04.58] |
The old boys are leaving |
| [03:11.48] |
Leaving one by one |
| [03:16.57] |
Where young birds go flying |
| [03:23.26] |
Spread your wings and run |
| [03:28.55] |
But over the fields by the drystone walls |
| [03:40.52] |
And eagle will come no more ... |
