[00:05.54]Lyricsvocalsthomas howard lichtenstein
[00:07.88]I went a walking
[00:08.92]In scottish highlands
[00:10.32]To the inverness many years gone by
[00:13.29]I went a walking
[00:14.86]In scottish highlands
[00:16.87]Then I climbed aboard a fishing boat
[00:18.75]To the isle of skye
[00:19.69]I don't play the bagpipes or wear a kilt
[00:23.76]I'm not of the olden days
[00:26.88]But I must respect the blood that was spilled
[00:30.31]For freedom and for the olden ways
[00:33.11]So when I'm walking
[00:34.70]In scottish highlands
[00:36.79]I can feel the history in the lands
[00:39.77]And while I'm walking
[00:41.37]These scottish highlands
[00:43.43]All the earth is a mystery
[00:45.23]Running through my hands
[00:51.58]I don't play the bagpipes or wear a kilt
[01:03.44]I'm not of the olden days
[01:06.61]But I must respect the blood that was spilled
[01:10.07]For freedom and for the olden ways
[01:12.84]You'll see us walking
[01:14.48]In scottish highlands
[01:16.54]To the inverness of the years gone by
[01:19.51]Yes
[01:19.76]I'll be walking
[01:20.72]In scottish highlands
[01:23.20]Then we'll climb aboard a fishing boat
[01:31.24]To the isle of skye