The Call
Music: Charles Villiers Stanford (1852–1924) · Words: Murdoch Maclean
Oh! it’s home, it’s home, and only in its bosom
would I lie, For I’m sore of heart and lonely
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The words
Oh! it’s home, it’s home, and only in its bosom
would I lie, For I’m sore of heart and lonely
’Mid the crowds that pass me by, And I long to
hear the hailing of the kindly fishers
sailing Where the ocean winds are wailing up
in Skye.
I am weary of the striving After fortune’s
flitting smile, With the great man’s cruel
driving And the poor man’s hopeless toil,
And I’d be with her who bore me, with the clouds
of heaven o’er me, And the drifting sea
be– fore me in the Kyle.
I can hear the voices calling From the
homeland night and day, And their whispers
softly falling Bid my yearning soul obey,
So I’ll leave the teeming city,
with its lack of human pity, And take up a
tramping ditty, and away.
I will take my tartan plaidie And will seek
the moorland brown, When the moon is shining
steady, And the stars are peeping down,
With no parting look behind me lest the fading
scenes remind me, Of the care that used to bind
me in the town.
By the crystal fountains Mid the lowland
vales caress’d, O’er the meadows and the
mountains Shall my steps pursue their quest,
Thro’ Strath– more and up Glengarry,
past Loch Eil and Achnacarry, Till at length
in peace they tarry in the West.
Oh! it’s hard and scarredand lonely That cold
island in the foam, And its sons know manhood
only That their eager feet may roam,
Yet its mem’ries still are nearest and its
falling whispers clearest, And to me it’s
ever dearest, for it’s home.
About this song
- Music
- Charles Villiers Stanford (1852–1924) (dates as OpenScore states them)
- Words
- Murdoch Maclean
- Language
- English, as its source states it
- First published
- in or before 1919, as IMSLP states it
- Length
- 2:16
- Verses
- 2
- Its source files it as
- Songs of a Roving Celt, Op.157
- The score
- OpenScore Lieder Corpus; CC0 1.0, as its source states it. OpenScore Lieder Corpus (CC0)
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