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Joy of My Heart

Traditional, arranged by the Tannahill Weavers
Here is a love song with a difference.  Translated from the Gaelic, it tells of the person's love for the island of Mull.  We find on our travels that people who live hundreds of miles from the ocean (beachcombers do not tend to inhabit cities such as Omaha, Nebraska, or Stuttgart) find it hard to relate to the fact that it is possible to fall in love with an island.  Some have even gone so far as to say they find the whole idea perverse.

We are happy to say that in Scotland we do not find it perverted in the slightest.  Falling in love with an island is an everyday occurrence here and perfectly acceptable to society in general.

A Scottish pervert is something completely different... a man who prefers women to whiskey.

LYRICS:

Sing ye o' the Cuillins o' Skye
Harris, Dunvegan, fair Iona
Joy of my heart, Eilean Mulligh

Whether I wander east or west
waking or dreaming, you are near me
Joy of my heart, Eilean Mulligh

Peat and heather, how they call me
Little wee bothan by the hillside
Joy of my heart, Eilean Mulligh

Whether I wander east or west
waking or dreaming, you are near me
Joy of my heart, Eilean Mulligh

Friendly hearts are waiting to greet me
Welcoming arms are there to hold me
Joy of my heart, Eilean Mulligh

Whether I wander east or west
Waking or dreaming, you are near me
Joy of my heart, Eilean Mulligh

 

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