Coming Home

For glory and fame I wandered the Earth

And now I've come back to the place of my birth

Where shadows turn human see mountain streams

Ghosts of buried centuries in my shattered dreams

Wild winds, heavy rain

Benaeth Scottish skies

Sad faces, bloody reigns

But shining eyes

I play the tunes for my brothers and Glen

The woods of my childhood call me again

For the colours of freedom so far I did roam

Cause I'm the piper and I coming home

The sound of the drums from the hills far away

Like a thunder they roar and call me to stay

As a sailor a soldier as a brave true ancient Scot

I play tunes for the freedom for a life full of rock

Wild winds, heavy rain

Benaeth Scottish skies

Sad faces, bloody reigns

But shining eyes

I play the tunes for my brothers and Glen

The woods of my childhood call me again

For the colours of freedom so far I did roam

Cause I'm the piper and I coming home