SKYE BOAT SONG
(Fionna version)

Chorus:
Speed bonnie boat like a bird on the wing,
Onward, the sailors cry,
Carry the lad who was born to be King,
Over the seas to Skye.

Loud the winds cry, loud the seas roar,
Thunderclaps rend the air,
Baffled our foes stand by the shore,
Follow they do not dare.

Chorus:

Many's a lad who fought on that day,
Well the Claymore did wield,
When the night came silently lay,
Dead on Culloden's field.

Chorus:

Plundered our Homes, exile and death,
Banish the loyal men,
Yet ere the sword cools in the sheath,
Scotland will rise again.

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