Lyrics Donovan – Isle Of Islay
Text:
How high the gulls fly
O’er Ilay
How sad the farm lad
deep in play
Felt like a grain on your sand
How well the sheep’s bell
music makes
Roving the cliff
when fancy takes
Felt like a tide left me here
How blessed the forest
with birdsong
How neat the cut peat
laid so long
Felt like a seed on your land
Album
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Donovan – Song Of The Naturalist’s Wife
Donovan – Wear Your Love Like Heaven
Donovan – Mad John’s Escape
Donovan – Skip–A–Long Sam
Donovan – Sun
Donovan – There Was A Time
Donovan – Oh Gosh
Donovan – Little Boy In Corduroy
Donovan – Under The Greenwood Tree
Donovan – The Land Of Doesn’t Have To Be
Donovan – Someone Singing
Donovan – Epistle To Derroll
Donovan – The Enchanted Gypsy
Donovan – Voyage Into The Golden Screen
Donovan – Isle Of Islay
Donovan – The Mandolin Man And His Secret
Donovan – Lay Of The Last Tinker
Donovan – The Tinker And The Crab
Donovan – Widow With Shawl (A Portrait)
Donovan – The Lullaby Of Spring
Donovan – The Magpie
Donovan – Starfish–On–The–Toast