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.
2. Loud the winds howl, loud the waves roar
3. 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.
4. Many's the lad fought on that day
5. Burned are our homes, exile and death|
Scatter the loyal men
Yet, e'er the sword cool in the sheath
Charlie will come again.
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