The Mhairi Bhan Songtext

Oh the sky was shaking as we turned her round Through the crashing spray of the Cuillin Sound And all hands were silent on that final day As we sailed the Mhairi Bhan home And that tired old lady she had served us well Through the straits and calms to the banks of Hell And all hearts were broken on that final day As we sailed the Mhairi Bhan home Ho-ro-ee-o with the wind she braved us Ho-ro-ee-o across the waves she sailed us Ho-ro-ee-o her children of the sea Now a man is foolish if he thinks he knows All of times delusions, its ebbs and flows But all eyes were empty on that final day As we sailed the Mhairi Bhan home And we have the children and their growth to feed But there's no relaxing our nation's greed And all future perished on that final day As we sailed the Mhairi Bhan home Ho-ro-ee-o etc. He is our captain and he is a brave and rolling man A salty dog we all agree He tells us stories of the fishing in his father's time That we find just too hard to believe He is our captain and he's not afraid to face the wind And with the wind he's not afraid to run But poor progress has put his ship upon these rugged rocks And now all his sailing is done Ho-ro-ee-o etc.