Old St Luan

[Verse 1]
We have pulled ourselves over the sea
Until we can't see our blessed homeland
Banished from peace and the monastery's keep
To build our new home in the wide Scottish sun

[Verse 2]
And I will not lose the race to the island
So I cut off my finger and threw it ahead
And now the blood has stained the white sea a-foamin'
Maybe old Saint Luan's not right in the head

[Chorus]
Oh Lord, oh Lord, there's red sea around me
I've been strikin' out for the shore
And won't you part the waves gently around me
I cannot float on my own no more

[Verse 3]
Oh please, Lord, please, the sirens are wailin'
Know I'd pluck out my eyes if they cause me to sin
The wine is all gone from the weeks we've been sailin'
Won't you send me the rain, wash the salt from my skin

[Verse 4]
But he was strikin' out ahead of me
And I would have no place to lay my head down
The first human flesh on the shore rests
And you lie still in the swell of the sun

[Chorus]
Oh Lord, oh Lord, there's red sea around me
I've been strikin' out for the shore
And won't you part the waves gently around me
I cannot float on my own no more

Yes Lord, yes Lord, there's red sea around me
And I've been strikin' out for the shore
And won't you part the waves gently around me
I cannot float on my own no more