European Legacy - Jethro Tull

She smiles at me

From beyond the eastern sea-shore

Flashing jewelled eyes

She hoists her skirts so high

Nouvelle cuisine or an oyster bar ---

It’s really up to her

I’ll write every cheque she brings to me

I shoot on sight ---

It’s my European legacy

Round the castle walls ---

About the Highlands and the Islands

The faint reminders stand

A visitor who took a hand

A thousand years ago, or so ---

Stranded high and dry by tides ---

Washed up a new identity

The channel’s wide ---

But it’s their European legacy

I strain my eyes

Against the southern light advancing

On whiter cliffs I’m high

The sea birds roll and tumble as they fly

I hear distant mainland music echo

In my island ears

My feet begin to move instinctively

To the warmer beat of my European legacy

She smiles at me

From beyond the eastern sea-shore

Flashing jewelled eyes

She hoists her skirts so high

Nouvelle cuisine or an oyster bar ---

It’s really up to her

I’ll write every cheque she brings to me

She shoots on sight ---

It’s her European legacy