Skye Boat Song Songtext

von John McDermott

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Speed, bonnie boat, like a bird on a wing,
Onward the sialor's cry.
Carry the lad that's 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
Watched by your weary head.

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Many's the lad fought on that day
Well the claymore could weild.
When the night came, silently lay
Dead on culloden's field.

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Burned are our homes, exile and death
Scatter the loyal men.
Yet, 'ere the sword cool in the sheath
Charlie will come again!

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