| Highland green you know my heart
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| A life under open skies
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| The scent so different out here in the wild
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| A land so fair where the free eagle flies
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| I could walk here a thousand years
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| Your beauty will never grow old
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| The rain that caresses my face
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| Will never make me feel cold
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| Inside I will never feel cold
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| Stranded in a fairytale
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| Where’s the lady of the lake
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| The white deer that eludes the hunter
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| Are they here, I wonder
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| Highland green you know my heart
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| Nothing can ever tear us apart
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| Longing for your simple ways
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| Fill my dreams, steal my days
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| Call me a clansman if I am of worth
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| A child of bygone days
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| A promise of serenity
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| Is what you give to me
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| To me
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| For my your thunder is a friend
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| And lightning so innocent
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| Gladly I’m heeding your call
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| My fortune is always to see
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| Our ways are connected
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| An elusive place deep in me
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| A place deep in me
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| Stranded in a fairytale
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| Where’s the lady of the lake
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| The white deer that eludes the hunter
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| Are they here, I wonder
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| Highland green you know my heart
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| Nothing can ever tear us apart
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| Longing for your simple ways
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| Fill my dreams, steal my days
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| Call me a clansman if I am of worth
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| A child of bygone days
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| A promise of serenity
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| Is made for me
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| From the mountain top
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| To the valleys so deep
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| Your promise cleanses me
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| It is mine to keep
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| Highland green you know my heart
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| Nothing can ever tear us apart
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| Longing for your simple ways
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| Fill my dreams, steal my days |