Hills of Isle au Haut |
Gordon Bok
Away and to the westward Is a place a man should go Where the fishing's always easy They've got no ice or snow Chorus: But I'll haul down the sail Where the bays come together Bide away the days On the hills of Isle au Haut.
2. Now the Plymouth girls are fine | 3. Now, the trouble with old Martin You don't try her in a trawler For those bay of Biscay swells They roll your head from off your shoulder. Chorus:
4. Away and to the westward
5. Now the winters drive you crazy |