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Now & Then: Greatest Hits 1964-2004

Roger Whittaker

Year: 2004

Roger Whittaker - Durham Town - 3:18

Roger Whittaker - New World in the Morning - 2:27

Roger Whittaker - Wind Beneath My Wings - 4:03

Roger Whittaker - I Dont Believe in If Anymore - 3:18

Roger Whittaker - River Lady - 3:13

Roger Whittaker - Im Back - 3:21

Roger Whittaker - The First Hello the Last Goodbye - 3:03

Roger Whittaker - Why - 2:49

Roger Whittaker - If I Were a Rich Man - 2:45

Roger Whittaker - Mammy Blue - 3:43

Roger Whittaker - The Skye Boat Song - 3:12

Roger Whittaker - The Other Side - 5:48

Roger Whittaker - Uncle Benny - 2:59

Roger Whittaker - You Are My Miracle - 4:56

Roger Whittaker - A Perfect Day - 3:29

Roger Whittaker - The Last Farewell - 3:59

Roger Whittaker - Mexican Whistler - 1:57

Roger Whittaker - The Best I Can - 3:45

Roger Whittaker - I Am But a Small Voice - 3:53

Roger Whittaker - Mon Pays Bleu - 3:11

Roger Whittaker - Jenny - 3:39

Roger Whittaker - Feather on the Wind - 4:01

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Roger Whittaker The Skye Boat Song lyrics

Speed bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing,
Onward, the sailors cry
Carry the lad that's born to be king
Over the sea to Skye

Loud the winds howl, loud the waves roar,
Thunder clouds rend the air;
Baffled our foe's stand on the shore
Follow they will not dare

Though the waves leap, soft shall ye sleep
Ocean's a royal bed
Rocked in the deep, Flora will keep
Watch by your weary head

Many's the lad fought on that day
Well the claymore could wield
When the night came, silently lay
Dead on Culloden's field

Burned are our homes, exile and death
Scatter the loyal men
Yet, e'er the sword cool in the sheath,
Charlie will come again.