A Soul o’ Hills and Rain

[Intro – soft fiddle, wind] (low hum) Mmm… aye… [Verse 1] The wind it knows ma name full well, It calls me doon the brae. I’ve walked wi ghosts and broken vows Since lang afore the day. Ma boots are worn, ma hands are scarred, Ma heart’s nae soft nor kind. But I’ll no bend tae crown nor coin, Nor leave ma truth ahint. [Pre-Chorus] The hills remember every step, The lochs remember tears. [Chorus] 🏴 Oh sing me hame, through mist and heather, Where stone and sky hold fast thegither. If fate be cruel and roads be lang, I’ll walk them still, I’ll sing ma sang. 🌫️ Oh sing me low, oh sing me true, There’s naught this world can make me rue. For I am sworn tae earth and flame, And I’ll no shame ma name. [Verse 2] They whisper curses in the glens, They mark the ones that roam. But I’ve nae fear o’ darkened things That ken the price o’ home. I’ve lost ma blood, I’ve buried friends Beneath the rowan tree. The ground took tears, the sky took oaths, The rest belongs tae me. [Pre-Chorus] The old ones hum beneath the soil, Their songs are still alive. [Chorus] 🏴 Oh sing me hame, through rain and feathered rain, Through battle cry and silent pain. If dawn should break o’er shattered stone, I’ll greet the light — or walk alone. 🌫️ Oh sing me fierce, oh sing me fair, There’s truth still burning in the air. I’ll stand as long as breath remains, A soul o’ hills and rain. [Bridge – spoken, strong accent, intimate] I’m nae hero. Nae saint, nae shade. Just flesh and will… and the vows ah’ve made. (fiddle swells) [Final Chorus – lifted, emotional] 🏴 Sing me hame, ye ancient weather, Let past and now be bound thegither. When the last road fades frae sight, I’ll leave ma mark in stone and light. [Outro – fiddle + vocalise] Mmm… aye… (wind fades)