The Reivers Galley

Sails she swiftly from the harbour
Fal de re ho fa la lee
Like a lone gull before the storm winds
Fal la lee ho fa la lee
Kismaels’ galley goes a reiving
Sails she swiftly to Isla’s shore
To isles of daring and deeds and laughter
Fa la lee ho fa la lee

Through the moonlight she lays her coursing
Fal de re ho fa la lee
Far beneath her the grey blue limplets
Fal de re ho fa la lee
Spoils of glory is her venture
Deeds of glory in brightest dawn
On through Moorla to fair green Isla
Fal de re ho fa la lee

Turns she homeward through dancing sunlight
Fal de re ho fa la lee
From soft green southland to northern darnight
Fal de re ho fa la lee
Scars of battle are on her timbers
Grain and cattle for hungry homes
Hardy winter stole her boyhood
Fal de re ho fa la lee

Now the harpist weaves his story
Fal de re ho fa la lee
Laments to heroes of former glory
Fal de re ho fa la lee
Kismael’s galley is safely home now
Sleeps she gently like a swan
No dreams of war now her wings are folded
Fal de re ho fa la lee

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