on a stch bard, gone to the west dies
a&039; ye wha live by wps o&039; drk,
a&039; ye wha live by crabo-clk,
a&039; ye wha live and never thk,
e, ourn wi&039; !
our billie &039;s gien a&039; a jk,
an&039; owre the sea!
nt hi a&039; ye rant re,
wha dearly like a rando splore;
nae air he&039;ll jo the rry roar;
cial key;
for now he&039;s taen anither shore
an&039; owre the sea!
the bonie sses weel ay wiss hi,
and their dear petitions pce hi:
the widows, wives, an&039; a&039; ay bless hi
wi&039; tearfu&039; e&039;e;
for weel i wat they&039;ll sairly iss hi
that&039;s owre the sea!
o fortune, they hae roo to gruble!
hadst thou taen aff drowsy bule,
wha can do nought but fyke an&039; fuble,
&039;ad been nae plea;
but he was gleg as ony wuble,
that&039;s owre the sea!
auld, cantie kyle ay weepers wear,
an&039; sta the wi&039; the saut, saut tear;
&039;ill ak her poor auld heart, i fear,
flders flee:
he was her ureat ony a year,
that&039;s owre the sea!
he saw isfortune&039;s cauld nor-west
ng terg up a bitter bst;
a jillet brak his heart at st,
ill ay she be!
, took a berth afore the ast,
an&039; owre the sea
to treble under fortune&039;s cuock,
on a scarce a bellyfu&039; o&039; druock,
wi&039; his proud, dependent stoach,
uld ill agree;
, row&039;t his hurdies a haock,
an&039; owre the sea
he ne&039;er was gien to great isguid,
yet his pouches wad na bide ;
wi&039; hi it ne&039;er was under hidg;
he dealt it free:
the e was a&039; that he took pride ,
that&039;s owre the sea
jaaica bodies, e hi weel,
an&039; hap hi zie biel:
ye&039;ll fd hi aye a daty chiel,
an&039; fou o&039; glee:
he wad na wran
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