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[G]Speed, bonnie  
[Em]boat, like a  
[Am]bird on the  
[D7]wing, 

[G]Onward! the  
[C]sailors  
[D7]cry; 

[G]Carry the  
[Em]lad that's  
[Am]born to be  
[D7]King 

[G]Over the  
[C]sea to  
[G]Skye. 

[Em]Loud the winds howl,  
[Am]loud the waves roar, 

[Em]Thunderclouds rend the air; 

Baffled, our foes  
[Am]stand by the shore, 

[Em]Follow they will not  
[D7]dare. 

[G]Speed, bonnie  
[Em]boat, like a  
[Am]bird on the  
[D7]wing, 

[G]Onward! the  
[C]sailors  
[D7]cry; 

[G]Carry the  
[Em]lad that's  
[Am]born to be  
[D7]King 

[G]Over the  
[C]sea to  
[G]Skye. 

[Em]Though the waves leap,  
[Am]soft shall ye sleep, 

[Em]Ocean's a royal bed. 

Rocked in the deep,  
[Am]Flora will keep 

[Em]Watch by your weary  
[D7]head. 

[G]Speed, bonnie  
[Em]boat, like a  
[Am]bird on the  
[D7]wing, 

[G]Onward! the  
[C]sailors  
[D7]cry; 

[G]Carry the  
[Em]lad that's  
[Am]born to be  
[D7]King 

[G]Over the  
[C]sea to  
[G]Skye. 

[Em]Many's the lad  
[Am]fought on that day, 

[Em]Well the claymore could wield, 

When the night came,  
[Am]silently lay 

[Em]Dead in Culloden's  
[D7]field. 

[G]Speed, bonnie  
[Em]boat, like a  
[Am]bird on the  
[D7]wing, 

[G]Onward! the  
[C]sailors  
[D7]cry; 

[G]Carry the  
[Em]lad that's  
[Am]born to be  
[D7]King 

[G]Over the  
[C]sea to  
[G]Skye. 

[Em]Burned are their homes,  
[Am]exile and death 

[Em]Scatter the loyal men; 

Yet e'er the sword  
[Am]cool in the sheath 

[Em]Charlie will come  
[D7]again. 

[G]Speed, bonnie  
[Em]boat, like a  
[Am]bird on the  
[D7]wing, 

[G]Onward! the  
[C]sailors  
[D7]cry; 

[G]Carry the  
[Em]lad that's  
[Am]born to be  
[D7]King 

[G]Over the  
[C]sea to  
[G]Skye.  
[C]  
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