Mingulay Boat Song
Solo Piper
Anonymous


Hill you ho, boys;
Let her go, boys;
Bring her head round,
Now all together.
Hill you ho, boys;
Let her go, boys;
Sailing home,
Home to Mingulay.

What care we though white the Minch is?
What care we for wind or weather?
Let her go, boys!
Ev'ry inch is wearing home,
Home to Mingulay.

Hill you ho, boys;
Let her go, boys;
Bring her head round,
Now all together.
Hill you ho, boys;
Let her go, boys;
Sailing home,
Home to Mingulay.

Wives are waiting on the bank,
Or looking seaward from the heather;
Pull her round boys!
And we'll anchor,
Ere the sun sets at Mingulay.

Hill you ho, boys;
Let her go, boys;
Bring her head round,
Now all together.
Hill you ho, boys;
Let her go, boys;
Sailing home,
Home to Mingulay.

Midi sequenced by Barry Taylor

Mingulay is virtually the souternmost island in the Outer Hebrides.

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