Grace And Pride

Tobermory
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.