What care we though white the Minch is What care we for wind or weather Let her go, boys! Every inch is Weaving home, home to Mingulay Heel yer ho, boys, let her go, boys Bring her head round, now all together Heel yer ho, boys, let her go, boys Sailing home, home to Mingulay Wives are waiting on the bank, or Looking seaward from the heather Pull her round, boys! And we’ll anchor Ere the sun set at Mingulay