Just in case anyone is still looking for this, here's the proper lyrics (as per the Live from Scotland album) Sails she swiftly from the harbour Fa-la-lee-ho fa-la-lee Like a lone gull before the storm winds Fa-la-lee-ho fa-la-lee Kismuils' galley goes a-reiving Sails she swiftly to Isla's shore To isles of daring o' deeds and laughter Fa-la-lee-ho fa-la-lee Through the moonlight she lays her coursing Fa-la-lee-ho fa-la-lee Far beneath her the grey-blue limpets Fa-la-lee-ho fa-la-lee Spoils of glory is her venture Deeds of valour in brightest dawn On through Mulla to fair green Isla Fa-la-lee-ho fa-la-lee Turns she homeward through dancing sunlight Fa-la-lee-ho fa-la-lee From soft green southland to northern dark night Fa-la-lee-ho fa-la-lee Scars of battle are on her timbers Grain and cattle for hungry homes Hardy winter's toll avoided Fa-la-lee-ho fa-la-lee Now the harpist weaves his story Fa-la-lee-ho fa-la-lee Laments the heroes of former glory Fa-la-lee-ho fa-la-lee Kismuil's galley safely home now Sleeps she softly like a swan No dreams of war now her wings are folded Fa-la-lee-ho fa-la-lee
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