Tobermory - Capercaillie

Bheir mi sgriob do Thobar Mhoire

Far a bheil mo ghaol an comann.

E o hi urabho o hi u

E o hao ri ri

E o hao ri sna bho hu o

E o hi urabho o hi u.



Far a bheil mo ghaol an comann

Luchd nan leadan 's nan cul donna.

Luchd nan leadan 's nan cul donna,

Dh'oladh am fion dearg na thonnan.

E o hi urabho o hi u, etc.



Bheir mi sgriob dhan Lochaidh luachrach,

Far a bheil mo ghaol an t-uasal.

E o hi urabho o hi u, etc.



Far a bheil mo ghaol an t-uasal,

Gheibhinn cadal leat gun chluasag.

E o hi urabho o hi u, etc.

Gheibhinn cadal leat gun chluasag,

'S cul mo chinn am bac do ghuala.



E o hi urabho o hi u

E o hao ri ri

E o hao ri sna bho hu o

E o hi urabho o hi u.



Tobermory





I'll journey to Tobermory

Where my love dwells.

E o hi urabho o hi u

E o hao ri ri

E o hao ri sna bho hu o

E o hi urabho o hi u.



Where my love dwells midst

Men with pretty locks of brown hair.

Men with pretty locks of brown hair,

Who would drink the red wine in waves.

E o hi urabho o hi u, etc.



I will journey to Lochy of the rushes,

Where my love the noble one is.

E o hi urabho o hi u, etc.



Where my love the noble one is,

I would sleep with you without benefit of pillow,

I would sleep with you without benefit of pillow,

With the back of my head cradled in the

hollow of your shoulder.



E o hi urabho o hi u

E o hao ri ri

E o hao ri ri

E o hi urabho o hi u.