The Haggis and the Heather

Bobby Bastard And The Bootboys From Borstal Scottish Skinhead Anthems - (Album) The Haggis and the Heather - (Lyrics) Come north with me where the dark hills lean, Past lochs that hold the clouds between, Through glens where the old stone bridges stand, And rain keeps time on the heathered land. Raise your glass for the haggis and the heather! Sing it out, let the whole room roar! From the lochs to the glens, we’ll roam together— The Highlands keep calling us back for more! Red deer step where the pine trees thin, A golden eagle wheels on the wind, Red squirrel darts through a rowan tree, While an otter slips where the river meets the sea. Raise your glass for the haggis and the heather! Sing it out, let the whole room roar! From the lochs to the glens, we’ll roam together— The Highlands keep calling us back for more! Seals lift their heads by the salt-wet shore, Then vanish where the white waves pour, We stamp the floor till the rafters shake, And toast every bend in the road we take. When the last train’s gone and the fire burns low, There’s one more place that we need to go: Where the hills stand watch and the waters gleam, Where the heather comes back in a purple dream. Raise your glass for the haggis and the heather! Sing it out, let the whole room roar! From the lochs to the glens, we’ll roam together— The Highlands keep calling us back for more! The Highlands keep calling us back for more! Haggis and Heather! Haggis and Heather!