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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