Sing me a song of a lass that is gone
Say, could that lass be I?
Merry of soul, she sailed on a day
Mull was astern, rum on the port
Eigg on the starboard bow
Glory of youth glowed in her soul
Sing me a song of a lass that is gone
Say, could that lass be I?
Merry of soul, she sailed on a day
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 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
Billow and breeze, islands and seas
Mountains of rain and Sun
All that was good, all that was fair
Sing me a song of a lass that is gone
Say, could that lass be I?
Merry of soul, she sailed on a day