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SKYE BOAT SONG c1884
Words:Harold Boulton
Music:Annie MacLeod
CROSS-HARP

4     -4  4  -5    -5  -5 6    -6 6   7     
Speed bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing,
-6 6    -6  -4  -4  4
Onward, the sailors cry
4  -4 4   -5  -5     6    -6 6  7
Carry the lad that's born to be king
-6 6  -6  5   5  4
Ov-er the sea to skye

-6   -5  -6    -6    6    -4  6     6
Loud the winds howl, loud the waves roar,
-5  -4  -5     -5   -5  -4
Thunder clouds rend the air;
-6  -5  -6  -6    6     -4 6   6
Baffled our foe's stand on the shore
-5  -4 -5   -5   -5  -4   
Follow they will not dare

Though the waves leap, soft shall ye sleep
Ocean's a royal bed
Rocked in the deep, Flora will keep
Watch by your weary head

Many's the lad fought on that day
Well the claymore could wield
When the night came, silently lay
Dead on Culloden's field

Burned are our homes, exile and death
Scatter the loyal men
Yet, e'er the sword cool in the sheath,
Charlie will come again.