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 is e,

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.