歌词
An earthly nourris sits and sings
And aye she sings "Ba lily wean
Little ken I my bairn's faither
Far less the land that he lives in"
It happened on a summer's day
When this poor maid fell fast asleep
A tinder come, a grey silkie
And sat him doon at her bedfeet
"I pray come tell to me thy name
Oh, tell me where thy dwelling be
My name it is Gud Hein Mailler
And I earn my living oot o'er the sea
"I am a man upon the land
I am a silkie on the sea
And when I'm far and far frae land
My home it is in Sule Skerry
"No ye will nurse my little wee son
For seven long years upon thy knee
And at the end o' seven long years
I'll come back and pay thy nurse's fee"
"An' you will get a gunner good
And a gey good gunner he's sure to be
And the very first shot that e'er he fires
Will kill both my young son and me"
Oh, she has gotten a gunner good
And a gey good gunner, so was he
And he made oot on a May mornin'
And shot the son and the grey silkie