Ailsa Craig

Ailsa, I'm waiting down by the mill pond

Though the rushes, they call me on

With words that you said

Tying me down to the riverbedAnd I see a tattoo of a house on the inside of her wrist

A beacon off the shore in the New Year morning mist

But I am down to noon, struggling to the door

And you are hopping out a mile from the shoreI see a tattoo of a house on the inside of her wrist

A beacon off the shore in the New Year morning mist

But I am down to noon, struggling to the door

And you are hopping out a mile from the shore

Oh, Ailsa, I'm waiting down by the mill pond

And I know you know the rushes, they call me on

With the words that you say

Tying me down to the riverbed

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