^GTell me what was on yer road, ye ^Croarin Norland ^Dmwind? ^GAs ye come blawin ^Emfrae the land that's n^Cever frae ma mi^Dmnd ^GMa feet, they've travelled^Em England, but I'm ^Cdeein for the ^Dmnorth ^C"Ma man, I saw the siller tides run up the Firth o' F^Gorth"

^GWind, I ken them we^Emel eneuch, and ^Cfine they fa' and ^Dmrise ^GAnd frae the fields the c^Emreepin mist on ^Cyonder shore that ^Dmlies ^GBut tell me as ye pas^Emsed them by, what ^Csaw ye on your ^Dmway? ^C"Ma man, I rouch the rovin gulls that sail abin the ^GTay"

^GBut saw ye nothing, l^Emeeing wind, ^Cafore you cam tae F^Dmife? ^GFor there's muckle lyin ^Emyond the Tay that's ^Cmair tae me than l^Dmife ^G"Aye man, I swept the ^EmAngus braes ye ^Chavnae trod for ye^Dmars" ^GOh wind, whur gae a ha^Emmeless loon that^C canna see for te^Dmars?

^G"And far above the A^Emngus straths I ^Csaw the wild geese f^Dmlee ^GA lang, lang skean o^Em' beatin' wings wi their ^Cheids towards the ^Dmsea ^GAnd aye their cryin v^Emoices trailed a^Chint them on the ^Dmair" ^GOh wind, hae mercy, ha^Emud your wheesht, for I^C daurna listen ^Dmmair.