C B

Drove all day through Dumfries land

d C

felt that touch of the old Burns plant

C B

saw these green shades building hope

d C

and the old stones try to defend

a C

the freedom of the raven's flight

G F

and now I'm waiting for the night





Counted sheep and smoked too much

while the wind still kept in touch

and blew it's stories round our screen

and we never knew that such

a story could be filled with pride

and now I'm waiting for the night



Tomorrow morn we pass Scotland through

and I think what I'm going to do

when we'll have entered the castle there

where no king ever was good to you

but Alba be here and hold me tight

when I'm waiting for the night