Heel you ho, boys, let her go boys
Turn her head into the weather
Heel you ho, boys, let her go boys
Sailing homeward to Mingulay
What care we though white the Minch is
What care we for wind and weather
Turn her round boys, every inch is
Wearing homeward to Mingulay
Wives are waiting on the pierhead
Or looking seaward from the heather
Pull her round boys, and we’ll anchor
E’er the sun sets on Mingulay