Will you walk the Shian road again? And gaze out from Ardselma, across the wooded glen To see the Cregan mist burn off the ben And will you walk the Shian road again? So hard the leaving So hard the leaving the hills and the glens So strong the feeling So strong the feeling he'd never return To Shian again The young man raced the sun across the sky But older now he stopped there, the breeze a gentle sigh I heard it whisper, "Stay, my father, stay And walk the lonely Shian road today" So hard the leaving So hard the leaving the hills and the glens So strong the feeling So strong the feeling he'd never return To Shian again Remember when the days burned long and bright But now the night is falling and by its fading light I'll take you to the Highlands again And walk the lonely Shian road again So hard the leaving So hard the leaving the hills and the glens So strong the feeling So strong the feeling he'd never return To Shian again To Shian again