Through an age of fighting men

When sword was mightier than pen

There lived a clansman bold and true

The very one our name came through

Born of blood line dating from

The hundred battles warrior Conn

Gaelic viking in his veins

Testify his battle fame

For three hundred and fifty years

The western highlands lived in fear

Fighting to regain the Isles

Down to Islay and Argyle

From the Dalriadan line

Through the centuries there we find

A Scotsman born with Viking name Born to rule through love and pain

Hail to ye sons of Somerled Hail to ye sons of Somerled

Ruling from the Isle of Man

lslay was the place they'd ...make their stand

After almost twenty years

He rid the Isles of Norsemen

..then and there

Hail to ye sons of Somerled

Hail to ye sons of Somerled

Through the timeless history,

Fighting for their destiny

Images fly through my head,

Images of Somerled... chorus

The warrior kings lived by the sword

From hill to loch and dark fjord

Battling 'til his life he shed

Leaving the throne

To the sons of Somerled