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

Loud the winds howl, loud the waves roar
Thunderclaps 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 that’s born to be King
Over the sea to Skye

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

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

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

Will ye no' come back again?
Will ye no' come back again?
Better loved ye canna be
Will ye no' come back again?