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Home To The Kyles
Lyrics by Duncan McCrone/ Celly Paterson/Whitton
'Memories of many great times singing in
Tighnabruaich at the Kyles of Bute Hotel made this song a must for the album.' — Stephen Quigg
There’s a place out in the west
Where my thoughts all come to rest
Rugged grandeur seen throughout the country side
Though I’ve travelled everywhere
There’s no heaven to compare
With that sleepy village nestling on the Clyde
Feast your eyes on beauties rare
Free for all the world to share
See the Kyles of Bute mid skies of hazy blue
Will you come along with me
To that haven by the sea
We’ll go back to Tighnabruaich you and I
Take the high road from Dunoon
On a sunny afternoon
At the crest the view brings life to weary eyes
Where the islands dot the sea
And the yachts glide in the breeze
Through the narrows to the waiting paradise
While the blackbird in the tree
Sings its haunting melody
How I wish that I could sing such songs for you
Will you come along with me
To that haven by the sea
We’ll go back to Tighnabruaich you and I
I found the Lyrics for the song on Scottish folk singer
Stephen Quigg's web page. He has recorded the song on his
Silver sands album and you can listen to a song preview on that page. His albums are also available through the
Itunes Music Store. He has kindly granted me permission to reproduce his recording on this site.
