Haven't sung this for many's the year but my version (I think from the singing of the Corries) is only slightly different to Ringer's above. High upon the Ben A Heaval On this day of days Seaward I gaze Watching Kishmuil's galley sailing Chorus: Ahee, ahuo, Valee ahuo Homeward she bravely battles 'Gainst the hurtling waves Nor hoop nor yards, Anchor, cable, nor tackle has she. Bravely, 'gainst wind and tide They bring her to 'Neath Kishmuils walls Kishmuil's castle of ancient glory Here's red wine and feast for heroes And harping too. Hyree, Hyroo Sweet harping for our gallant Kishmuil (Heaval is the highest point on Barra)
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