the seil boating song

THE SEIL BOATING SONG
Words (except 1st line) by James Fenton, 2014
Tune by his great grandfather, Algernon Drummond
(Eton Boating Song)
Jolly boating weather
A gently rippling breeze
Sun on the heather
Calm Hebridean seas,
We all row together
On every stroke we heave
And we all row together
On every stroke we heave
Our skiff is blue and grey
The smartest of them all
Our crew of many ages
The long, the short and the tall,
These are the best of days
Answ’ring the ocean’s call
And these are the best of days
Answ’ring the ocean’s call
Ullapool makes more splashes
Coigach may make more noise
But Seil’s much more dashing
Rowing with greater poise,
Scottish coastal rowing
Is one of this life’s great joys
Oh, Scottish coastal rowing
Is one of this life’s great joys
We always row with a flourish
It’s to the pub we’re bound
A tidal stream that rushes
A danger of running aground,
As far as the Tigh an Truish
We’re pulling up Seil Sound
As far as the Tigh an Truish
We’re pulling up Seil Sound