OVER THE SEA TO SKYE (VARIANT)



Sing me a song of a lad that is gone

Say, could that lad be I?

Merry of soul, he sailed on a day

Over the sea to Skye



Mull was astern, Rum was on port

Eigg on the starboard bow

Glory of youth glowed in his soul

Where is that glory now?



Give me again all that was there

Give me the sun that shone

Give me the eyes, give me the soul

Give me the lad that's gone



Billow and breeze, islands and seas

Mountains of rain and sun

All that was good, all that was fair

All that was me is gone



words by Robert Louis Stevenson

air by Annie McLeod

see also SKYEBOAT

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