Sing me a song
Of a lass that is gone
Say, could that lass be I?
Merry of soul, she sailed on a day
Over the sea to Skye
Billow and breeze
Islands and trees
Mountians of rain and sun
All that was good
All that was fair
All that was me is gone
Sing me a song
Of a lass that is gone
Say, could that lass be I?
Merry of soul, she sailed on a day
Over the sea to Skye
Of a lass that is gone
Say, could that lass be I?
Merry of soul, she sailed on a day
Over the sea to Skye
Billow and breeze
Islands and trees
Mountians of rain and sun
All that was good
All that was fair
All that was me is gone
Sing me a song
Of a lass that is gone
Say, could that lass be I?
Merry of soul, she sailed on a day
Over the sea to Skye