| The Old Boys by Runrig | F-Dur, Synty 113 | Jürgen |
(1)
| F | Dm | F | C |
The old boys are all leaving, Leaving one by one
| F | Am | Gm |
Where young birds go flying, Spread your wings and run
| Gm | Bb |
But over the fields. By the drystone walls
| Gm | C | F |
An eagle will come no more
beginnend Synti
(2)
Welcome Were the headlands, St Valery behind
No medals worth wasting, O n memories of sand
But sweet is the breeze, Over Raasay
The morning awaits you there
Zwischenspiel Gitarre gezupft
(3)
What kind Of heroes, Here for us now
Where leaders, stone preachers, Minnows on flow
But low hang the lights, Over Viewfield
And this night will day see no more
(4)
The old boys are all leaving, Leaving one by one
Where young birds go flying, Spread your wings and run
But over the fields. By the drystone walls
An eagle will come no more