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 SkyeMull 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 lass that is gone
Say, could that lass 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 lass that's goneSing 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 SkyeBillow 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 lass that is gone
Say, could that lass be I?
Merry of soul she sailed on a day
Over the sea to Skye
