Corryvreckan Calling Songtext
von The McCalmans

Alone on the deck in the morning light
She looks out west to where the islands lie
As the ferry boat pulls away

Down in the bar where the old men smoke
Tell their tales and share their old men′s jokes
Sunlight shining through the grey

She lifts her hands as if to shade her eyes
In the morning light she scan horizons

She had a dream of an island home
A soft wind blowing and Corryvreckan
Calling, calling far out at sea

Down in the fields where the children play
They come home just as the night is falling, falling
The children come home, close of day
The children come home, close of day

Born in the streets, in the town's dark side
You learn to run, you learned to run and hide
Run anywhere, but here


Other girls dreamt of being TV stars
Making a break in some fast, shiny car
Far, far away

The old folk told her tales of peat smoke fire nights
And she had dreams behind the glistening starlight

She had a dream of an island home
A soft wind blowing and Corryvreckan
Calling, calling far out at sea

Down in the fields where the children play
They come home just as the night is falling, falling
The children come home, close of day
The children come home, close of day

She got a job in a Hotel bar
A room of her own, a window to the stars
Under Hebridean Skies

She walks on the beach in the morning light
And smiles to think just how far she came
Sunlight dazzling her eyes
If the chance it comes, I think she′ll take it
And after all you know, I think she'll make it


She had a dream of an island home
A soft wind blowing and Corryvreckan
Calling, calling far out at sea

Down in the fields where the children play
They come home just as the night is falling, falling
The children come home, close of day
The children come home, close of day