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 shall you 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



Many's the lad who fought on that day

Well the Claymore could wield

When the night came, silently lay

Dead on Culloden's 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



Burned are our homes, exile and death

Scatter the loyal men

Yet, e'er the sword cool in its sheath,

Charlie will come again.



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