Sidney Homer - Sing Me a Song of a Lad That Is Gone

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Sing me a song of a lad that is gone
Say, could that lad be I?
Merry of soul he sailed on a day
Over the sea to Skye

Mull was astern, Rum on the port
Eigg on the starboard bow;
Glory of youth glowed in his soul;
Where is that glory now?

Sing me a song of a lad that is gone
Say, could that lad be I?
Merry of soul he sailed on a day
Over the sea to Skye

Give me again all that was there
Give me the sun that shone!
Give me the eyes, give me the soul
Give me the lad that's gone!

Sing me a song of a lad that is gone
Say, could that lad be I?
Merry of soul he sailed on a day
Over the sea to Skye

Billow and breeze, islands and seas
Mountains of rain and sun
All that was good, all that was fair
All that was me is gone
 
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Sing me a song of a lad that is gone Say, could that lad be I? Merry of soul he sailed on a day Over the sea to Skye Mull was astern, Rum on the port Eigg on the