O swiftly glides the bonny boat
 Just parted from the shore,
 And to the fisher's chorus note
 Soft moves the dipping oar.
 His toils are borne with happy cheer
 And ever may they speed,
 That feeble age and helpmate dear
 And tender bairnies feed.

Refrain
 We cast our lines in Largo Bay,
 Our nets are floating wide,
 Our bonny boat with yielding sway
 Rocks lightly in the tide.
 Amd happy prove our daily lot
 Upon the summer sea,
 And blest on land our kindly Cot
 Where all our treasures be.

 The mermaid on her rock may sing,
 The witch may weave her charm,
 Nor watersprite nor eldritch thing
 The bonny boat can harm.
 It safely bears its scaly store
 Thro many a storm gale,
 While joyful shouts rise from the shore,
 Its homeward prow to hail.