Rollin Home

Rollin home, rollin home, .
rollin home across the sea  
Rollin home to Caledonia, 
 rollin home, dear land, to thee 

Ten thousand miles ahind us,  
just a hundred miles afore  
And the ocean rins to tak us  
tae oor best-beloved shore  

We will join in joyous chorus,  
in the watches o the night  
For we'll see our land of Scotland,  
when the grey dawn brings the light 

Up aloft, amongst the riggin,  
blaws the loud exultin gale  
Like a birdie's wide-stretched pinions,  
spreadin wide each swellin sail  

The wild waves cut behind us,  
and they murmur as they flow  
There are lovin hearts that wait for you, 
in the land to which you go  

There are welcome cheers tae greet us, 
 there are kisses for us all  
Mothers, faithers, wives and faimilies, 
 standin at the harbour wall  

They will tell us o their longin,  
we will tell them o oor trials  
And at last we will be safe home,  
after aa the weary miles.