Barclay James Harvest - Forever Yesterday Lyrics
Talk about a loser, i was just about to goWhen someone grabbed me by the arm, a man i did not knowHe said he'd been a drover, a member of the clanWith runrig in his very soul and nowhere left to standNow me i'm just a highland boy and cottar was my tradeHe'd seen me at kildoanan when the black-face came to stayHe'd oatcakes and he'd whisky and one foot in the graveFor us it's overBitter tears began to fall as whisky tore away the yearsFrom the straths and the braesForever yesterdayThe royal george it was that brought the countess to our doorShe wanted us to leave the hills for crofts upon the moorShe took our piece of paradise and left us on the shoreFor us it's overBitter tears began to fall as whisky tore away the yearsFrom the straths and the braesForever yesterdayThey cleared the clans from strathnavar, the heart of sutherlandThey cleared us from our highland homes by ship to foreign glensThere's linton and there's cheviot and red deer on the bensFor us it's over, over, over, my friend