Faroe Island Sandwiches

[Instrumental lead-in] [Verse 1] We sailed across the waters to the land of mist and stone, Where the cliffs meet the ocean, and the wind chills to the bone. In the Faroe Islands’ beauty, we found peace along the way, With lakes and waterfalls so pure, it took our breath away. [Chorus] Oh, Faroe, Faroe, where the mountains touch the sky, With tunnels ‘neath the ocean, where the seabirds fly. Sheep on the green slopes, waves crashing at our feet, But there was something strange about the food we’d get to eat! [Banjo solo] [Verse 2] Through the fog and rolling hills, we wandered far and wide, Found a lake so serene, in a valley where it hides. The waterfall spilled down, to the sea so far below, And we marveled at the magic that the Faroes had to show. [Chorus] Oh, Faroe, Faroe, where the mountains touch the sky, With tunnels ‘neath the ocean, where the seabirds fly. Sheep on the green slopes, waves crashing at our feet, But there was something strange about the food we’d get to eat! [Slide guitar solo] [Bridge] Long tunnels led us ‘cross the sea, from island unto isle, Each one more enchanting, each vista made us smile. But for lunch one day, something unexpected met our eyes, Broccoli in chicken sandwiches — now that was a surprise! [Chorus] Oh, Faroe, Faroe, where the mountains touch the sky, With tunnels ‘neath the ocean, where the seabirds fly. Sheep on the green slopes, waves crashing at our feet, But there was something strange about the food we’d get to eat! [Outro] So here’s to the Faroes, where the beauty’s wild and grand, From the cliffs to the valleys, it’s a magical land. But we’ll never forget, and it brings us such delight, That broccoli in our sandwiches was the funniest sight! [Instrumental lead-out] [End] [Verse 2] Through the fog and rolling hills, we wandered far and wide, Found a lake so serene, in a valley where it hides. The waterfall spilled down, to the sea so far below, And we marveled at the magic that the Faroes had to show. [Chorus] Oh, Faroe, Faroe, where the mountains touch the sky, With tunnels ‘neath the ocean, where the seabirds fly. Sheep on the green slopes, waves crashing at our feet, But there was something strange about the food we’d get to eat! [Slide guitar solo] [Bridge] Long tunnels led us ‘cross the sea, from island unto isle, Each one more enchanting, each vista made us smile. But for lunch one day, something unexpected met our eyes, Broccoli in chicken sandwiches — now that was a surprise! [A cappella, vocals only] [Chorus] Oh, Faroe, Faroe, where the mountains touch the sky, With tunnels ‘neath the ocean, where the seabirds fly. Sheep on the green slopes, waves crashing at our feet, But there was something strange about the food we’d get to eat! [Instruments return] [Chorus] Oh, Faroe, Faroe, where the mountains touch the sky, With tunnels ‘neath the ocean, where the seabirds fly. Sheep on the green slopes, waves crashing at our feet, But there was something strange about the food we’d get to eat! [Outro] So here’s to the Faroes, where the beauty’s wild and grand, From the cliffs to the valleys, it’s a magical land. But we’ll never forget, and it brings us such delight, That broccoli in our sandwiches was the funniest sight! [Instrumental lead-out] [End]