| So lead me to the river | |
| Blood runs thicker than the water | |
| Oh I do believe | |
| Dust will turn the seed | |
| Home | |
| Wrap me in your sheets together | |
| Where my earth heart lies forever | |
| Oh I do believe | |
| Dust will turn the seed | |
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| The Lowland Scot with English habits | |
| Has brought me to his lowland manners | |
| Oh I do believe | |
| Dust will turn the seed | |
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| No they can't understand | |
| The hole that is in my heart | |
| Oh I do believe | |
| Dust will turn the seed | |
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| I've lived my life here with the others | |
| I long to live with you my brothers | |
| Oh I do believe | |
| Dust will turn the seed | |
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| And my drum will beat this day | |
| Pounding for the Gael | |
| Oh I do believe | |
| Dust will turn the seed | |
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| An end to sighs, all hands unite | |
| In the spring that lies behind this sorrow | |
| Oh I do believe | |
| Dust will turn the seed | |
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| Deep the faith and pure the light | |
| That shines inside and guides your people | |
| Oh I do believe | |
| Dust will turn the seed | |
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