Western Isles

Well the dog is on the window
The cat is on the floor
Everyone is having a party on the moore
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 moore
They're up all night, until 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 you're dancing on the hill
The girls are 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 you're rolling on the heather
And you're dancing on the hill
The girls are 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
5 o'clock 'til 3 AM
That's the way it's always been
Guitars, accordions, and spoons,
That's the way we like our tunes
5 o'clock 'til 3 AM
That's the way it's always been
And that's the way we do it, the way we do it
And that's the way we do it, the way we do it in the Western Isles