Skye Boat Song
Speed bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing
Onward, the sailors cry
Carry the lad that is born to be King
Over the sea to Skye
Loud the winds howl, loud the waves roar
Thunder clouds rend the air
Baffled our foe's stand on the shore
Follow they will not dare
Speed bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing
Onward, the sailors cry
Carry the lad that is born to be King
Over the sea to Skye
Though the waves leap, soft shall ye sleep
Ocean's a royal bed
Rocked in the deep, Flora will keep
Watch by your weary head
Speed bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing
Onward, the sailors cry
Carry the lad that is born to be King
Over the sea to Skye
Many's the lad fought on that day
Well the Claymore could wield
When the night came, silently lay
Dead on Culloden's field
Speed bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing
Onward, the sailors cry
Carry the lad that is born to be King
Over the sea to Skye
Burned are our homes, exile and death
Scatter the loyal men
Yet, e'er the sword cool in the sheath
Charlie will come again
Speed bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing
Onward, the sailors cry
Carry the lad that is born to be King
Over the sea to Skye
Onward, the sailors cry
Carry the lad that is born to be King
Over the sea to Skye
Loud the winds howl, loud the waves roar
Thunder clouds rend the air
Baffled our foe's stand on the shore
Follow they will not dare
Speed bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing
Onward, the sailors cry
Carry the lad that is born to be King
Over the sea to Skye
Though the waves leap, soft shall ye sleep
Ocean's a royal bed
Rocked in the deep, Flora will keep
Watch by your weary head
Speed bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing
Onward, the sailors cry
Carry the lad that is born to be King
Over the sea to Skye
Many's the lad fought on that day
Well the Claymore could wield
When the night came, silently lay
Dead on Culloden's field
Speed bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing
Onward, the sailors cry
Carry the lad that is born to be King
Over the sea to Skye
Burned are our homes, exile and death
Scatter the loyal men
Yet, e'er the sword cool in the sheath
Charlie will come again
Speed bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing
Onward, the sailors cry
Carry the lad that is born to be King
Over the sea to Skye
Credits
Writer(s): Dp, Gustavo Osvaldo Fuentes
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