
Skye Boat Song (Alternative Version) Rod Stewart (Ft. The Atlantic Crossing Drum & Pipe Band)
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[Verse]
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
Loud the winds howl, loud the waves roar
Thunderclaps rend the air
Baffled, our foes stand by the shore
Follow they will not dare
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
Loud the winds howl, loud the waves roar
Thunderclaps rend the air
Baffled, our foes stand by the shore
Follow they will not dare
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
Loud the winds howl, loud the waves roar
Thunderclaps rend the air
Baffled, our foes stand by the shore
Follow they will not dare
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
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
Loud the winds howl, loud the waves roar
Thunderclaps rend the air
Baffled, our foes stand by the shore
Follow they will not dare
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
Loud the winds howl, loud the waves roar
Thunderclaps rend the air
Baffled, our foes stand by the shore
Follow they will not dare
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
Loud the winds howl, loud the waves roar
Thunderclaps rend the air
Baffled, our foes stand by the shore
Follow they will not dare
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
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