and gae his bridle reins a shake,
with adieu for evermore, my dear,
and adiue for evermore.
the soger frae the wars returns,
the sailor frae the main;
but i hae parted frae my love,
never to meet again, my dear,
never to meet again.
when day is gane, and night ise,
and a' folk bound to sleep;
i think on him that's far awa,
the lee-lang night, and weep, my dear,
the lee-lang night, and weep.