Skye Boat Song

Speed bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing,
Onward, the sailors cry.
Carry the lad that’s born to be king,
Over the sea to Skye.

Loud the winds howl, loud the waves roar,
Thunderclaps rend the air.
Baffled our foes 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’s born to be king,
Over the sea to Skye.

Though the waves leap, soft you will sleep,
Ocean’s a royal bed.
Rocked by the deep, Flora will keep
Watch o’er your sleepy head.

Speed bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing,
Onward, the sailors cry.
Carry the lad that’s born to be king,
Over the sea to Skye.

Many’s the lad fought on that day,
Well the claymore did wield.
But when the night came, silently lay
There on Culoden’s field.

Speed bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing,
Onward, the sailors cry.
Carry the lad that’s born to be king,
Over the sea to Skye.

Dark Hollow Dulcimers  256 Durham Road,  Ottsville,  Pennsylvania  18942