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Westering home and a song in the air
Light in the eye and its good by to care
Laughter o love and a welcoming there
Isle of my heart my own one<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Sing me of lands of the Orient gay
Sing me o’ the riches and joys o’ Cathay
Say but it’s glad to be wakin at day
Tae find oneself nearer to Islay<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Where are the folks like the folks of the west
Canty and couthy and kindly, our best
There I would lie me and there I would rest
At home with my own folks in Islay<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Westering home and a song in the airLight in the eye and its good by to careLaughter o love and a welcoming thereIsle of my heart my own one Sing me of lands of the Orient gaySing me o’ the riches and joys o’ CathaySay but it’s glad to be wakin at dayTae find oneself … <\/p>\n