Runrig - I'll Be Eyes Of Blue lyrics

Head of ribbons running down the brae

In the morning, In the morning,

Bare-foot sisters and a milking pail

Turning around

At the weekend the boats come in

From the herring, From the herring

Wives and families and the table laid

Turning again

Forever you'll be eyes blue

In the circle of your youth

Picking every blade of truth

Down the Newton road

War is over and the boys come home

From the fighting, From the fighting

Letters and a great unknown

Turning around

Counting your blesings at the village hall

To the dancing, To the dancing

Alittle loving and a lot of soul

Turning again

Forever you'll be eyes blue

In the circle of your youth

Picking every blade of truth

Down the Newton road

You took your beauty and your heart of gold

To the Altar, To the altar

Bound forever in an August vow

Turning around

The skies of summer shone round your door

Little children, Little children

Three men who couldn't love you more

Turning again

Forever you'll be eyes blue

In the circle of your youth

Picking every blade of truth

Down the Newton road

One door opens and another closed

Oh the parting, Oh the parting

New arrivals and a family grown

Turning around

Head of ribbons running down the brae

In the morning, In the morning

Pulling moments from the clock of faith

Turning again

Forever you'll be eyes blue

In the circle of your youth

Picking every blade of truth

Down the Newton road

Forever you'll be eyes blue

In the circle of your youth

Picking every blade of truth

Down the Newton road