Western Isles

Well, the dog is on the window
The cat is on the floor
And everyone is having a party on the moor
They're up all night, until their feet get wet
Wake up in the morning, and their head is in a mess

I said the dog is on the window
The cat is on the floor
Everyone is having a party on the moor
They're up all night 'til their feet get wet
Wake up in the morning, and their head is in a mess

And that's the way we do it
The way we do it in the Western Isles
And that's the way we do it
The way we do it in the Western Isles

Well, you're rolling on the heather
And your dancing on the hill
The girls their doing a highland fling
You pick up all the rubbish, and you put it in the bin
'Cause if you don't, then that's a sin

I said your rolling on the heather
And your dancing on the hill
The girls their doing a highland fling
You pick up all the rubbish, and you put it in the bin
'Cause if you don't, then that's a sin

And that's the way we do it
The way we do it in the Western Isles
And that's the way we do it
The way we do it in the Western Isles

Guitars, accordions, and spoons
That's the way we like our tunes
Five o'clock or 3 a.m.
That's the way it's always been

Guitars, accordions, and spoons
That's the way we like our tunes
Five o'clock or 3 a.m.
That's the way its always been

And that's the way we do it
And that's the way we do it
And that's the way we do it
The way we do it in the Western Isles