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.
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Loud the winds howl, loud the waves roar, thunderclaps rend the air.
Baffled our foes stand by the shore, follow they will not dare.
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Through the waves leap, soft shall ye sleep, ocean`s a royal bed.
Rocked in the deep, Flora will keep watch by your weary head.
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Many`s the lad, fought on that day, well the claymore could wield.
When the night came, silently lay, dead on Culloden`s field.
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Burned are our homes, exile and death, scatter the loyal men.
Yet, o`er the sword, cool in the sheath, Charlie will come again.
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