Isle Of Islay Donovan
Date: 8 Jul 1995 06:29:17 GMT <br/> Subject: CRD: Isle of Islay (Donovan) <br/> <br/> CRD: isle_of_islay.crd /d/donovan <br/> <br/> Isle of Islay <br/> Words and Music by Donovan Leitch <br/> <br/> <br/> Note: Time change each line [4/4 : 2/4 : 4/4] * <br/> <br/> Gm Eb <br/> How high the gulls fly o'er Islay. <br/> |4/4 |2/4 | 4/4 | * <br/> <br/> Gm F <br/> How sad the farm lad deep in play. <br/> <br/> Eb F Gm <br/> Felt like a grain on your sand. <br/> <br/> <br/> Gm Eb <br/> How well the sheep's bell music makes. <br/> <br/> Gm F <br/> Rovin' the cliff when fancy takes. <br/> <br/> Eb F Gm <br/> Felt like the tide left me here. <br/> <br/> <br/> Gm Eb <br/> How blest the forest with birds' song. <br/> <br/> Gm F <br/> How neat the cut peat laid so long. <br/> <br/> Eb F Gm <br/> Felt like a seed on your land. <br/> <br/> [Instrumental -- no time change in these lines] <br/> <br/> Gm Gm Eb Bb Gm <br/> Gm Gm Eb Bb Gm <br/> <br/> <br/> Gm Eb <br/> How high the gulls fly o'er Islay. <br/> <br/> Gm F <br/> How sad the farm lad deep in play. <br/> <br/> Eb F Gm <br/> Felt like the tide left me here. <br/> <br/> Eb F Gm <br/> Felt like a grain on your sand. <br/> <br/> Eb F Gm <br/> Felt like a grain on your sand. <br/> <br/> <br/> <br/> -- <br/> dynasor@infi.net The Doctor is on. <br/> <br/> </div> </div> <div class="breadcrumbs">
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