Sing me a song of a la** that is gone
Say, could that la** be I?
Merry of soul she sailed on a day
Over the sea to Skye Mull was astern, Rùm on the port,
Eigg on the starboard bow
Glory of youth glowed in her soul
Where is that glory now? Sing me a song of a la** that is gone
Say, could that la** be I?
Merry of soul she sailed on a day
Over the sea to Skye Give me again all that was there
Give me the sun that shone
Give me the eyes, give me the soul
Give me the la** that's gone Sing me a song of a la** that is gone
Say, could that la** be I?
Merry of soul she sailed on a day
Over the sea to Skye 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 Sing me a song of a la** that is gone
Say, could that la** be I?
Merry of soul she sailed on a day
Over the sea to Skye