Round Cuillin's peak the mist is sailing
The banshee croons her note of wailing
But my blue een with sorrow are screaming

For him that will never return
MacCrimmon


No more, no more, no more, forever
In war nor in peace shall return
MacCrimmon

Till dawns the sad day of doom and burning
MacCrimmon is home no more returning


It's dirges of woe, the sea is sighing
The boat under sail is listlessly lying
The voice of the waves in sadness is dying

Saying thou art away and never returning

No more, no more, no more MacCrimmon

In war nor in peace shall return
MacCrimmon
Till dawns that sad day of doom and burning,

MacCrimmon is home no more returning

MacCloud's wizard flag from the gray castle sallies

The rowers are unseated, and moored are the galleys
Gleam war axe and broadsword clang target and quiver
For him that shall never return

MacCrimmon

No more, no more, no more forever

In war nor or peace shall return
MacCrimmon
No more, no more, no more forever

Shall love or gold bring back
MacCrimmon