Lyrics - The Skye Boat Song by Celtic Folk

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Chorus:
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.
Loud the winds howl, loud the waves roar,
Thunderclaps rend the air,
Baffled our foes stand by the shore,
Follow they will not dare. (chorus)
Though the waves leap, soft shall ye sleep,
Ocean's a royal bed.
Rock'd in the deep
Flora will keepwatch o'er your weary head. (chorus)
Burned are our homes, exile and death,
Scattered the loyal man.
Yet ere the sword, cool in the sheath,
Charlie will come again. (chorus)
This song commemorates the escape of
Bonnie
Prince
Charlie from theseshores when
Flora
Mac
Donald took him, disguised as a serving maid,from
Uist to
Skye in a small boat.
Flora is buried at
Kilmuir on the north coast of
Skye.
Prince
Charlienear
Rome where he was born.

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