G  D  C  D
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[Verse]
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Tell me fit was on yer road, ye roarin Norland wind?
   G              Em           C                     D
As ye come blawin frae the land that's never frae ma mind
   G                 Em      C                      D
Ma feet they traivel England, but I'm deein for the North
   C              G                C               G      D  C  D
Ma man, I saw the siller tides run up the Firth o' Forth

[Verse]
    G                Em         C                    D
And wind, I ken them weel eneuch an fine they fa and rise
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Fain I'd feel the creepin mist on yonder shore that lies
    G             Em          C                   D
But tell me as ye pass them by, fit saw ye on the way?
   C                 G                C             G    D  C  D
Ma man, I rocked the rovin gulls that sail abin the Tay

[Verse]
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Bit saw ye naethin leein wind afore ye come tae Fife?
            G            Em          C                       D
For there's muckle lyin 'yont the Tay that's mair tae me nor life
   G                Em         C                       D
Ma man, I swept the Angus braes that ye hivna trod for years
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Oh wind, forgie a hameless loon that canna see for tears

[Instrumental]
G  D  C  D
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[Verse]
                 Em           C                     D
And far abin the Angus straths I saw the wild geese flee
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A lang, lang skein o beatin wings wi their heids toward the sea
    G               Em            C                  D
And aye their cryin voices trailed ahint them on the air
   C                G                       C             G     D  C  D
Oh wind, hae mercy, haud your wheesht for I daurna listen mair

[Verse]
                 Em           C                     D
And far abin the Angus straths I saw the wild geese flee
  G                  Em          C                          D
A lang, lang skein o beatin wings wi their heids toward the sea
    G               Em            C                  D
And aye their cryin voices trailed ahint them on the air
   C                G                       C             G
Oh wind, hae mercy, haud your wheesht for I daurna listen mair