Skye Boat Song

Och the winds fowl, charlie's a boar,
English claps fill the air,
Baffled, he rows far frae the shore,
in a frock he's sae fair.
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Speed bonnie stoat like a bird on the wing,
toward the braw the sailors cry.
sair is the lad born to be king
why did he even try?

2. Though the waves leap, soft shall ye sleep,
in a brave sailors bed.
Rock'd in the deep Flora will keep
Watch while he gives you head.
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3. Burned are our homes, exile and death,
Scattered the loyal man.
Yet ere the sword, cool in the sheath,
you could of won did ye ken?
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