Vorspiel
1. What care we, boys, how wide the minch is? /
What care we boys, for windy weather? /
Let her go boys! Every inch is /
closer homeward to Mingulay.
Heel ya ho, boys, let her go, boys. /
heave her head round into the weather. /
Heel ya ho, boys, let her go, boys. /
Sailing home, home to Mingulay.
2. Skye or Lewis, Mull or Uist /
Tiree, Coll or Vatersay-O /
none can call us like our island /
our dear_own island of Mingulay.
Heel ya ho, boys, ...
3. Wives are waiting at the pierhead /
looking seawards from the heather. /
Swing her head round, and we will anchor /
'ere the sun sets on Mingulay.
Heel ya ho, boys, ...
4. Wifes are waiting by the harbour, /
they've been waiting since break of day-O /
our bairns are playing on hills of heather /
above the harbour of Mingulay.
||: Heel ya ho, boys, ... :||
