maybe want to use a capo on 5th
ive seen the red sunset turn gold on Loch Fyne
ive seen this true wonder for the very last time
the street lights of Tarbert glow beckoning bright
and the shivering cold of a hark winters night
the kyles in they re glory are spread out below
the high hills of Arran are white capped with snow,
i ll soon have to think of Australia as home
but the truth will be always Argyll
always Argyll, always Argyll
long may the memories linger
i ll soon have to think of Australia as home
but the truth will be always Argyll
always argyll
above tighnabruich, i look out to sea
it will soon be no more than a memory for me
i will shed as few tears as my heart will allow,
and maybe in time i ll be happy some how
thoughts of my childhood spin round in my mind
as i gaze on the beauty im leaving behind.
always Argyll, always Argyll
long may the memories linger
they ll ask where i come from
Campbeltown i ll say
cause the truth will be always Argyll
the truth will be always Argyll
the truth will be always Argyll