"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..."
|THE CLIFFS OF DONEEN|
"You may travel far far from your own native home,
Far away o'er the mountains, far a-way o'er the foam,
But of all the fine places that I've ever seen
For there's none to compare with the cliffs of Doneen...."
|Whistling Gypsy Rover|
"A Gypsy Rover come over the hill,
Down through the valley so shady.
He whistled and he sang 'til the green woods rang,
And he won the heart of a lady...."