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00:00It was there one summer night, boys, as we strolled hand in hand,
00:05listening to the sea waves whisper softly on the sand.
00:09It was there, she said, she loved me, that she would be my all.
00:14Oh, how the moonbeams danced that night, a lovely love can dull.
00:19From Mull to the Pentland skerries, from Skye to Covent's Bay,
00:25from Stafford to Iona and the sands of Castle Bay.
00:30Each island has its magic, which holds men in its thrall,
00:35but always in my dreams I'll see the lights of luck and doll.