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I saw you standing on the corner, a brown eyed beauty, dressed in black. I stop myself from wanting you, you´re bad. You're giving heart attack. You're flesh and blood, skins and bones. Make grown men weep, make young men moan flesh and blood, skins and bones. Make grown men weep and young men moan. I knew how beating faster, felt the strings begin to rise. Just the thought of you takes my breath away. You must be an assole in disguise. You're flesh and blood, skins and bones. Make grown men weep, make a young men moan flesh and blood, skins and bones. Make a grown man weep and a young man moan. I stop myself from falling. No time to stop or wonder why? No matter how you try, I can get away from you Don't leave hanging out to dry. Your flesh and blood, skins and bones make grown men weep, make young men moan flesh and blood, skins and bones. Make grown men weep and young men moan. I'm gonna find myself a preacher get down on his knees and pray. A diamond ring for your third finger. Nothing left to stay. You're flesh and blood, skins and bones. Make grown men weep, make young men moan flesh and blood, skins and bones, make grown men weep and a young men moan: Flesh and blood. Flesh and blood. You're flesh and blood. Flesh and blood. Flesh and blood comin' out of nowhere drivin' like rain. Stormbringer dance on the thunder again. Dark cloud gathering breaking the day. No point running 'cause it's coming your way.
Ride the rainbow. Crack the skye. Stormbringer coming. Time to die. Got to keep running. Stormbringer coming. He's got nothing you need. He's gonna make you bleed. Rainbow shaker an a stallion twister. Bareback rider on the eye of the skye. Stormbringer coming down. Meaning to stay thunder and lightning heading your way, ride the rainbow, crack the skye. Stormbringer coming. Time to die. Got to keep running Stormbringer coming. He's got nothing you need. He's gonna make you bleed. Coming out of nowhere drivin' like a-rain. Stormbringer dance on the thunder again. Dark cloud gathering breaking the day. No point running 'cause it's coming your way by yon bonnie banks and by yon bonnie braes where the sun shines bright on Loch Lo-Mond.
Where me and my true love spent many happy days on the bonnie bonnie banks of Loch Lomond. T'was there that we parted in yon shady glen on the steep sides of Ben Lomond. Where in purple hue the Highland hills we view and the moon glints out in the gloaming. You'll take the high road and I'll take the low road and I'll be in Scotland afore ye. Where me and my true love will never meet again on the bonnie bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.
Where wild flowers spring and the wee birdies sing on the steep steep side of Ben Lo-Mond. But the broken heart it, Ken´s nae second spring though resigned, we may be while we're greetin'. You'll take the high road and I'll take the low road and I'll be in Scotland afore ye. Where me and my true love will never meet again on the bonnie bonnie banks of Loch Lomond. You'll take the high road and I'll take the low road and I'll be in Scotland afore ye. Where me and my true love will never meet again on the bonnie bonnie banks of Loch Lo-Mond. On the bonnie bonnie banks »Skye« - How can't you see the wilderness growing free? Time wounded and scarred stroking away the years. It's hard to believe but memories are old ghosts. Mountains of black and gold. Sunsets falling over the moor. Oh take me there!
'S na horo eile, horo bho. 'S na horo bho, hillean o. 'S na horo eile ho take me there! You take your dream, you make life what you feel. Appearances lead to deceive this drama so far from me. Destiny an facts aching wings. Wild geese fly low over your shores. Hearts sailing over the trees. Oh take me there! 'S na horo eile, horo bho. 'S na horo bho, hillean o. 'S na horo eile ho. Take me there! Chì mi 'n t-eilean uaine. Tìr nam beanntann àrda ceò a' tuiteam tron a' ghleann. Na shìneadh air do raointeann. Höre »Skye«
Rory MacDonald, Calum MacDonald
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