Racing Through the Scottish Highlands

Highland Anthem - The Flying Scotsman (Official Music Video) All aboard for a race to the Highlands! 🚂🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿 “The Flying Scotsman” by Highland Anthem is a light-hearted Scottish folk song inspired by the famous words “You take the high road and I’ll take the low road” only this time, there’s another option: take the train! Setting off from London for Inverness, one traveller tackles the long road north while the other sits back aboard the Flying Scotsman, racing through the hills, glens and spectacular scenery of the Scottish Highlands. Campervans, sheep, tea stops and traffic jams might slow the road journey down, but the train keeps rolling north towards the banks of the River Ness. It’s a fun celebration of Scotland, railway travel and that wonderful feeling of heading home to the Highlands, with a dram, a smile and a seat by the fire waiting at the end of the journey. 🎵 The Flying Scotsman – Highland Anthem If you enjoy Scottish folk music, Highland stories and songs with a bit of humour, subscribe to Highland Anthem for more music and stories from Scotland. #HighlandAnthem #TheFlyingScotsman #ScottishMusic #ScottishFolkMusic #Scotland #Highlands #Inverness #LochNess #FlyingScotsman 📝 Lyrics (Sing Along!) You take the low road and I'll take the Flying Scotsman And I'll be in Inverness before you Past the hills and glens through the Highland sunshine With a dram and a smile waiting for you We started down in London Town the rain was pouring down You chose the winding A9 road I chose the train uptown You stopped for tea in Perthshire and a pie in Pitlochry too While I was racing through the Highlands with a firstclass view You take the low road and I'll take the Flying Scotsman And I'll be in Inverness before you Past the hills and glens through the Highland sunshine With a dram and a smile waiting for you You got stuck behind a campervan doing thirtytwo A flock of sheep at Drumochter Pass held up the whole convoy too I waved from the carriage window as we thundered through the moor Watching red deer on the hillside while you queued another hour Hear the whistle echo round the mountains See the steam drift high above the pine From Aviemore to Culloden The finest journey you can find You take the low road and I'll take the Flying Scotsman And I'll be in Inverness before you By the banks of Ness I'll raise a glass And save a seat right here for you