Westering Home
Sir H. Roberton


And it's Westering home, and a song in the air,
Light in the eye, and its good-bye to care;
Laughter o' love and a welcoming there;
Isle of my heart, my own one!

Tell me o' lands o' the Orient gay!
Speak o' the riches and joys of Cathay,
Eh, but its grand to be wakin' ilk day,
To find yourself nearer to Isla.

And it's Westering home, and a song in the air,
Light in the eye, and its good-bye to care;
Laughter o' love and a welcoming there;
Isle of my heart, my own one!

Where are the folk like the folk o' the west?
Canty, and couthy, and kindly, the best!
There I would hie me and there I would rest.
At home wi' my ain folk in Isla.

And it's Westering home, and a song in the air,
Light in the eye, and its good-bye to care;
Laughter o' love and a welcoming there;
Isle of my heart, my own one!

The words are by Sir Hugh Roberton who was conductor of the famous Glasgow Orpheus Choir. The air is a traditional one and is probably "Taymouth" which was also adapted by Sir Hugh.

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