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Skye Boat Song Lyrics

Celtic Thunder

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 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's born to be King
Over the sea to Skye.

Burned are our homes, exile and death
Scatter the loyal men;
Yet ‘ere 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's born to be King
Over the sea to Skye.

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.

Over the sea to Skye.