(To the tune of the same name by Phil Cunningham)

Violet Tulloch, Queen of Lerwick
will you count me in a last time
round and round we go a last time
round and round we go

I remember one september
Violet Tulloch, Queen of Lerwick
Winter on the way one more time
round and round we go

Mists encroaching, frosts grown deeper
becoming the season
there's a ribbon, silken ribbon
winding through the storm 

For you 
see beyond the sky and warmly
lend a hand in leading there
Violet Tulloch, Queen of Lerwick
round and round we go.