Old Millport for Me
It’s away on the ferry we go
To dear old Millport by the sea
Goodbye to city pollution
It’s the Island coast for me
Oh we’re gonna wave, the ferry goodbye
Watch the tide get high
As waves roll by
Watch the tide get high
Drinking whiskey malts
Tasting the air, of the sea wave salts
Enjoying the craic in bars at night
Singing along old Scots songs
Admiring such beauty of roaring hills
Cycling all around town
Admiring such beauty of roaring hills
Surrounding miles, of sacred ground
Enjoying the craic in bars at night
Singing along old Scots songs
It’s away on the ferry we go
To dear old Millport by the sea
Goodbye to city pollution
It’s the Island coast
© Fred McNeill |