Rolling home, rolling home Rolling home across the sea Rolling home to dear old Scotland Rolling home, fair land, to thee Ten thousand miles now lies behind us Ten thousand miles or more to roam Soon we'll see our native country Then we'll greet our native home Rolling home, rolling home Rolling home across the sea Rolling home to dear old Scotland Rolling home, fair land, to thee Up aloft amidst the rigging Blows the wild and rushing gale Straining every spar and backstay Stretch its stays and every sail Rolling home, rolling home Rolling home across the sea Rolling home to dear old Scotland Rolling home, fair land, to thee Westwards, ever westwards To the setting of the sun And it's homewards, ever homewards To the land where we were born Rolling home, rolling home Rolling home across the sea Rolling home to dear old Scotland Rolling home, fair land, to thee We will leave you all that ?whizzes? We will leave your rocky shore For we're bound to dear old Scotland We'll return to you once more Rolling home, rolling home Rolling home across the sea Rolling home to dear old Scotland Rolling home, fair land, to thee Rolling home to dear old Scotland Rolling home, fair land, to thee