View From Bute



Songs by Ian McCalman

View From Bute

© Ian McCalman MCPS/PRS

The sun was high, in this northern sky
As I wandered the hills over Glen Callum Bay
The bracken swayed in the summer breeze
And the skylark sang for the day
And the coastline wanders far to the south
Cumbrae to the east, the lowlands and the Clyde
The highlands tower in the distant north
The mountains high and wide

And this is the island my father was born
And he looked on these hills as his own
Sixteen miles from Garroch to the northern Kyles
He knew every rock and stone
He knew every rock and stone

Arran's brave warrior sleeps in the west
Ready to battle again and again
Standing fast, the Brandane says
Tae shelter Bute from the rain
I have travelled this world, for many's the year
I've seen the beauty of these lands
But high on this hill on a fine summer's day
There ne'er was a sight so grand

For 6,000 years we have lived and toiled
Tears and laughter, lost in time
Where the mountains bow to the lowland fields
North and south of the Highland line
The sun was high, in the northern sky
As I wandered the hills over Glen Callum Bay
The bracken swayed in the summer breeze
And the skylark sang for the day