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From Liverpool she put to sea — the SS Politician, her hold filled deep with “water of life.” Off Eriskay’s shore, in a fierce February gale, she struck the rocks beneath a pale moon sky. The crew were saved — but word soon spread of amber treasure lost at sea. And in the dark of night the islanders came… showing the unbreakable soul of Scotland. Raise a dram, brave the storm and let the legend carry you! Slainte, Anndrais ------------------------------------------ If this song struck a chord, the journey doesn’t end here. Explore the playlist • The Highland Sound | The Complete Whisky &... for more whisky-infused melodies! ------------------------------------------ Whisky Galore (Inspired by the story of Eriskay's ‘Whisky Gold’, 1941) Lyrics: On the shores of Eriskay, a storm rolled through the night, A ship ran aground in the pale moonlight. The SS Politician, her cargo bound for fame, With bottles of whisky, oh, what a claim! The tides brought a fortune, the bottels did gleam, A gift from the sea, like a dream within a dream. With nets and their hands, the islanders ran, To rescue the whisky, for woman and man. Through caves and the moors, they hid their prize, From the watchful gaze of officials’ eyes. The laughter rang out in the crofts at night, As the spirit of Scotland burned so bright. The exciseman came with fury in his eyes, Through crofts and peat stacks hunting amber prize. He tore up the floorboards, he searched every mound, For the scent of the spirit the sea had unbound. Though some men were taken and locked far away, From rabbit-hole burrows the bottles found day, From under the hearthstones and hidden below, The whisky rose up as the tides ebb and flow. Though the law came calling, the whisky was gone, Hidden in hearts where it still lives on. The tale of Eriskay, forever we sing, Of bottels of gold and the joy they bring. Whisky galore, the Hebrides’ cheer, Raise your glasses, banish fear. From the waves to the hills, the treasure we bore, A toast to the legend of Whisky Galore! So here’s to the sea and the storms that blow, To the brave island hearts that will always know: The gift of the loch, the waves' mighty roar, Forever remembered as Whisky Galore. ----------------------------- #Scotland #Eriskay #whiskymusic # whisky #whiskey #whiskygalore #melodyofmalts