The west winds blow to Coshieville
And with the winds came we
And where the river hugs the wood
And blackthorns bloom in May there stood
A single rowan tree
So young and tender so are you
I loved you both as there you grew
The day I took the road that leads
By Rannoch to the sea

We carved our names in Coshieville
The rowan leaves were still
But the darkening west was in your eyes
Despite your kisses and my lies
My thoughts had crossed the hill
I broke your heart as the minutes passed
For I shrugged and said that nothing lasts
But many’s the backwards glance I cast
As I went north to the drill

The big wheels rumble up and down
The lorries know the way
I waved my hand I hitched a ride
We crossed the bridge at Rannochside
Where the diesel motors play
Then I set myself to a cliff of stone
My ear to the boring hammer’s drone
Ands the ache inside I rued alone
For you were far away

But the money moved from Erichts Loch
And the Great Glen beckoned on
At Norriston the hills grew pale
And we fought and drank through old Kintail
Till all our money soon was gone
Then I cursed Loch Aweside’s autumn rain
And the winter whisky in Dunblane
Till the west winds rose in the spring again
And my heart leapt at its song

And I came at night to Coshieville
With a dozen hills aflame
You had another hand to hold
Beneath the names we carved of old
There was another name
You looked me through you made no sign
I drank the cup of bitter wine
For well we knew the fault was mine
And I went the road I came


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