nd Fret Intro: On a bright September day in fall We sailed away from Montreal And I hung upon the railing high And I waved the world I knew goodbye Sailed from home across the sea The other side, the heart of me And I just stood and waved my hand In my world in the promised land And we ran like hares, ran through the close Doon tae the burn, in spate it rose We stood on the bridge by the bowling green laughed our words in steady streams The arc of stone across the river And a moment hung in time forever And the sun shone on us, every man In my world in the promised land Instrumental: