1. 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. 2. 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. 3. 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. 4. Many's the lad fought on that day [Well the] claymore could wield When the night came, silently lay Dead on Culloden's field. 5. Burned are our homes, exile and death [Scatter the] loyal men Yet, e'er the sword cool in the sheath Charlie will come again.