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Farewell to the cliffs of Mingulay
And the shores of the Sandray Sound
And the glow of a boat well laden
Steaming north when you’re homeward bound.

Donald Francis MacNeil is my name,
I’m a fisherman through to the bone.
I have lived by the creel and the wave
To provide for a family and home.
Generations before me have followed
The toil and the call of the seas
But the soul will be torn from our future
And the heart from the Hebrides.

I have hauled through the stacks and the arches
And learned from the old in my youth.
Ten thousand seabirds my chorus
The sea is my way and my truth.
At one with the ocean, with nature,
The world above and below,
The harvest of harmony’s circle
But my life and my living must go
For the fashions of urban ideals
Where passions of ignorance play
To the lies of political deals -
No care for the lives in their way.

My people, my language, my Island
And the rights that our forefathers won
To remain on the soil of our homeland
By the sweep of a pen will be gone -
A wrecking ball through our existence;
Tradition and culture condemned
At the hands of the arrogant stranger -
The Clearances over again.

But we’ll join with the kin of our coastline
From Ness to the Holy Isle.
Faceless grey suits from the cities,
They will not play games with our lives.
My song marks a fight for survival
A Mayday call we cry.
We will stand for the rights of our children.
We will not let our islands die.

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