

(hummmm) Beautiful island, oh dear to me
My heart and my soul is heavy today
Walking the bluffs by the rising sea
Watching those golden days fade away
And I'll give you my love the best way I can
With worn out hands and a weathered mind
Standing right here as an honest man
Leaving the heavy old grief behind
My shore is my island,
my beacon domain
I take each step down the winding clay
Ne'er to leave this harbor again
Holding the love that remains today
And I'll give you my love the best way I can
With worn out hands and a weathered mind
Standing right here as an honest man
Leaving the heavy old grief behind (ooh,
the best way I can)
Golden days come and golden days go
Down through the valley where wild clover grows
Though the wind turns cold and rough
This quiet love is more than enough
My heart,
my soul...
the best way I can
Home to my own