From Grimnish to Lochmaddy Dunvegan to Glenelg We'll rope the kye together When we reach the rivers swell We'll keep a weary vigil As we rest them for the night And we'll follow on the droving road To meet the Falkirk tryste The mist is rising early, it's a fair day for the crossing And the boat is lying waiting at the quay The topman gives the orders as we drive them down and board the ferry Rocking on the brightly shining sea Chorus The Broadford men are hard as nails and sore to strike a bargain For they know that we must hurry on our way There's four long miles of droving and we pray that we get safely over Catch the tide before the break of day Chorus The nights are getting colder as we reach the edge of Ranoch Where the MacGregor waits to rob us of our kye And through the foggy lowlands where the autumn leaves are showing And the people stand and stare as we go by Chorus And now the journey's over and I've never known the trading better All the kye are sold and put to pen The plains are black with cattle as we take a drink and have a crack And toast success to all the droving men Chorus
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26th May 2000