Speed, bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing
Onward! The sailors cry
Carry the the lad that's born to be King
Over the sea to Skye.
Loud the winds howl, lous the waves roar,
Thunderclouds rend the air,
Baffled, our foes stand by the shore,
Follow they will not dare.
Speed, bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing
Onward! The sailors cry
Carry the the lad that's born to be King
Over the sea to Skye.
Though the waves leap, soft shall ya sleep,
Oceans 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 the lad that's born to be King
Over the sea to Skye.
Writer(s): Traditional, Jimmy Powells
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