Verse 1 Lady Rea Mackey stood by the river Wind in her hair like the North Sea tide She heard old voices call through the heather “Child of the Highlands, don’t you hide” From coal-black valleys and Kentucky mountains From broken roads and the whiskey moon The blood remembers ancient thunder And the pipes still cry the family tune Pre-Chorus MacKay, McCoy, the names keep turning Like wheels of fire through history Every generation hears the calling Across the dark Atlantic sea Chorus Come home to the Highlands of Scotland Where the cold winds carry your name Come home through the mist and the mountains The old clan fire still burns the same From the valleys to the islands From the rivers to the sky MacKay, McCoy, blood of the Highlands Your spirit never dies Verse 2 Grandfather told of warriors marching Banners flying in the northern rain Castles burning, ships were leaving But the family heart remained VonKay children, McCoy daughters Brothers scattered far and wide Still the eagle circles over The Highland hills they left behind Pre-Chorus Through every road and every sorrow Through every exile’s lonely cry The old songs rise like stormy thunder Beneath the dark December sky Chorus Come home to the Highlands of Scotland Where the cold winds carry your name Come home through the mist and the mountains The old clan fire still burns the same From the valleys to the islands From the rivers to the sky MacKay, McCoy, blood of the Highlands Your spirit never dies Bridge Hear the bagpipes in the distance Hear the drums beneath the rain All your fathers and your mothers Calling you back again No matter where the years may take you No matter where the wild roads roam The Highlands wait beside the ages And the clan will lead you home Final Chorus Come home to the Highlands of Scotland Raise your voice into the night Come home all blood relations Keep the ancient memory bright From Appalachia to Inverness Let the old world testify MacKay, McCoy, sons and daughters The Highland heart survives Outro Lady Rea Mackey keeps singing To the hills beyond the sea “Come home… come home…” To where your soul was always free.
