Speed upon a boat, like a bird on a wing, Onward the sailors cry.
Cadillac that's born to be king, Over the sea to sky.
Loudly the wind howls, and loudly the waves roll, Thunder claps round the air.
Baffled a phone, stand on a shawl, Follow they will not dare.
Speed upon a boat, like a bird on a wing, Onward the sailors cry.
Cadillac that's born to be king, Over the sea to sky.
Though the waves sleep, soft will he sleep, Ocean's a royal bed.
Rocked in the deep, Flora will keep, Watched by a weary head.
Speed upon a boat, like a bird on a wing, Onward the sailors cry.
Cadillac that's born to be king, Over the sea to sky.
Many a ladder formed on the day, While the claymore did wilt.
When the night came, silently lay, Dead on Culloden's feet.
Speed upon a boat, like a bird on a wing, Onward the sailors cry.
Cadillac that's born to be king, Over the sea to sky.
