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capo 3


by Dougie MacLean
I don’t know if you can see,
The changes that have come over me.
In these last few days I’ve been afraid,
That I might drift away.
I’ve been telling stories, singing songs,
That make me think about where I come from.
That’s the reason why I seem
So far away to- day.

Let me tell you that I love you,
That I think about you all the time.
Caledonia you’re calling me,
Now I’m going home.
But if I shall become a stranger,
Know that it would make me more than sad,
Caledonia’s been everything I’ve ever had.

Now I have moved and kept on moving,
Proved the points that I needed proving,
Lost the friends that I needed losing,
Found others on the way.
I have kissed the lads and left them crying,
Stolen dreams, yes there’s no denying,
I have travelled hard sometimes with conscience flying,
Somewhere in the wind.


Now I’m sitting here before the fire,
The empty room, a forest choir,
The flames have cooled. don’t get any higher,
They’ve withered now they’ve gone.
But I’m steady thinking my way is clear,
And I know what I will do tomorrow,
When hands have shaken, the kisses flowed,
Then I will disappear.