Am  D  (4x}

[Verse 1]
Am                     D
Living in a place with time
Am                        D     G
Living in a place where reality is
Am                      D
Standing on a big broad line
Am                 D   G
Watching it all go by, ah
           F         G    C
But you're taking it all away
    F          G              Dm7
The music, the tongue and the old refrains
F             G       C
You're coming here to play
           F           G            Am    Em
But you're pulling the roots from a dying age


[Interlude]
Am  D  (4x}


[Verse 2]
  Am                    D
Remember the Buachaille Mor
Am                              D      G
Reaching for the skies from the barren shores
Am                     D
Watching over villages burned
    Am                          D         G
And counting the days since the gael kept home
          F        G         C
Well, the stranger claims it now
F              G              Dm7
Sitting like a king, with his gold from the south
F                 G        C
Don't you see the waves of wealth
F        G       Am   Em               Am
Washing away the soul from the land?


[Chorus]
                             F        Am
Here come the Clearances, my friend
                        Dm              G      Am
Silently our history is coming to life again
                                     F   G F
We feel the breeze from the storm to come
    G                F
And up and down this coast
      Dm7             Em       F
We're waiting for the wheel to turn


[Instrumental]
Am  D  (4x}
F    C    Dm7    C


[Verse 3]
Am                      D
Free were the fields of fern
Am                          D        G
Free was the fishing in the coves of care
Am                     D
Empty are the homes of old
Am                    D        G
Empty for the sake of summer's cause
            F         G    C
Yes, you're taking it all away
    F             G              Dm7
The music and the tongue and the old refrains
F             G       C
You're coming here to play
           F           G            Am    Em     Am
But you're pulling the roots from a dying age


[Chorus]
                             F        Am
Here come the Clearances, my friend
                        Dm              G      Am
Silently our history is coming to life again
                                     F   G F G F
We feel the breeze from the storm to come
    G                F
And up and down this coast
      Dm7             Em       F      Am
We're waiting for the wheel to turn


[Chorus]
                             F        Am
Here come the Clearances, my friend
                        Dm              G      Am
Silently our history is coming to life again
                                     F   G F
We feel the breeze from the storm to come
    G                F
And up and down this coast
      Dm7             Em       F
We're waiting for the wheel to turn