THE POCKETS ARE EMPTY THE LIGHTS ARE OUT
MY MOTHER IN SADNESS BUT I FEEL PROUD
I LEFT MY HOMETOWN I LEFT MY YOUTH
I’M GOING TO NOWHERE GOT NOTHING TO LOOSE
I GET ME A WEAPON I GET ME A FRIEND
TO SCOTLAND WE’RE WALKING TOGETHER WE’LL STAND
WE’RE FIGHTING FOR KINGDOM WE’RE FIGHTING FOR FAITH
AND I KILLED LOTS OF BROTHERS AND I LOST ME OWN FRIEND
AND THE WIND IS
BLOWING ON
AND THE WIND IS
BLOWING ON AND ON
AND THAT MAKES ME
FEEL SO STRONG
THAN I TOOK MY PISTOL AND RAN TO THE HILLS
I THOUGHT ABOUT FREEDOM THE CHURCH AND THE KILLS
I REALIZED SADLY THIS AIN’T GOT MA THING
AND SO I LEFT SCOTLAND FORGET ABOUT THE KING
BACK HOME IN ENGLAND I TRAVELLED ALONE
ONE DAY I WAS TIRED AND STOPPED NEAR A STONE
A FAIRY APPEARED ON THAT BRIGHT DAY IN MAY
SHE BROUGHT ME A VISION OF A LAND FAR AWAY
CHORUS
THAN I LEFT ENGLAND TO MONTEGO BAY
THE OCEAN WAS ANGRY AND I LEARNED TO PRAY
AND MY SHIP WAS SINKING WHILE I SWAM AWAY
THE SHARKS WERE NOT HUNGRY SO I SURVIVED THAT DAY
I FELT THE WIND BLOWING WHEN I OPENED MY EYES
THE SUN SEEMED TO SAY BOY YOU ARE IN PARADISE
I‘M LOST ON AN ISLAND AND I FEEL ALRIGHT
THATS THE END OF MY JOURN:SO MOTHER DON’T YOU CRY