We're joyously sailin' ower the lake

We're joyously sailin' ower the lake, Bound fer t'opposite shore; An' which o' yu's fooil enuff ta believe We sall nivver see land onny more.

Let the hurrican roar, Sall we ivver land onny more.

The skilful pilot's at the wheel, An' his mate is watchin' near; So the captain shouts "Cheer up, mi lads, There's nobody nowt to fear."

Then let the hurrican roar, We sall reitch the opposite shore.