文本歌词

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
Thunder clouds rend the air
Baffled our foe's 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
Though the waves leap
soft shall 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
Many's the lad fought on that day
Well the Claymore could wield
When the night came
silently lay
Dead on Culloden's field
Burned are their homes
exile and death
Scatter the loyal men
Yet ere the sword cool in the 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
Over the sea to Skye