Speed bonnie boat，
like a bird on the wing，
Onward， the sailors cry
Carry the lad thats born to be king
Over the sea to Skye
Loud the winds howl， loud the waves roar，
Thunder clouds rend the air；
Baffled our foes stand on the shore
Follow they will not dare
Though the waves leap， soft shall ye sleep
Oceans a royal bed
Rocked in the deep， Flora will keep
Watch by your weary head
Loud the winds howl， loud the waves roar，
Thunder clouds rend the air；
Baffled our foes stand on the shore
Follow they will not dare
Speed bonnie boat， like a bird on the wing，
Onward， the sailors cry
Carry the lad thats born to be king
Over the sea to Skye