Chorus:
Hill you ho, boys; let her go, boys;
Bring her 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

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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

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