Fife was a shadow across the Forth as the Granton boat pulls out
Over the sea and the solid earth, the mist lay all about
And a rousing wind from the Isle of
May, o'er the ruffled waters strode
And blew us a clear October day, to ride on the Highland Road
The Highland Road's been sung before and will be sung again
So long as singers give thanks for good in the way of honest men
Let him who will be contrary, the wise man will agree
And sing again the Highland Road, the Highland Road for me
There's a winding road from Glenfarg to the mouth of the river Tay
The mountains beckon beyond Dunkeld to lead us on our way
Now Killicrankie's famous Pass, a battle lost and won
From the old enchanting Atholl lands, grim heart of Caledon
The Highland Road's been sung before and will be sung again
So long as singers give thanks for good in the way of honest men
Let him who will be contrary, the wise man will agree
And sing again the Highland Road, the Highland Road for me
Now the Highland Road is a rugged
Road, from the Tay to the Northern shore
A man may rise in Edinburgh town and rest in Aviemore
Now here's to the railroad running north and the day that gave it due
From the greying spires of the
Ancient town to the moon of the Lairig Gru
The Highland Road's been sung before and will be sung again
So long as singers give thanks for good in the way of honest men
Let him who will be contrary, the wise man will agree
It's the North Road, the Atholl Road, the Highland Road for me