CROSSING THE SOUND
The ferry takes me far away
From Ullapool to Stornaway
Or Leverburgh to Berneray.
Underneath the ferry’s foam
The fish, and whales and dolphins roam.
O ferry, ferry bring me back
To the outer isles for I do lack
The moving sea or wheeling gulls
And heather breeze
And they might not remember me.
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