From Grimnish to Lochmaddy, Dunvegan to Glenelg
We'll rope the kye together when we reach the river's 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 tryst
The mist is rising early, it's a fair day for the crossing
And the boat is lying waiting at the quay
The top-man gives the orders,
As we drive them down and board the ferry
Rocking on the brightly shining sea
From Grimnish to Lochmaddy, Dunvegan to Glenelg
We'll rope the kye together when we reach the river's 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 tryst
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
From Grimnish to Lochmaddy, Dunvegan to Glenelg
We'll rope the kye together when we reach the river's 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 tryst
The nights are getting colder as we reach the edge of Rannoch
Where 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
From Grimnish to Lochmaddy, Dunvegan to Glenelg
We'll rope the kye together when we reach the river's 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 tryst
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
From Grimnish to Lochmaddy, Dunvegan to Glenelg
We'll rope the kye together when we reach the river's 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 tryst