THE DAY RETURNS, MY BOSOM BURNS.
CEASE, CEASE, MY DEAR FRIEND, TO EXPLORE.
THE RANTIN’ DOG, THE DADDIE O’T.
THE EWIE WI’ THE CROOKED HORN.
FRAE THE FRIENDS AND LAND I LOVE.
THEN, GUID WIFE, COUNT THE LAWIN’.
THERE’LL NEVER BE PEACE TILL JAMIE COMES HAME.
I DO CONFESS THOU ART SAE FAIR.
AS I CAM DOWN BY YON CASTLE WA.
O’ER THE MOOR AMANG THE HEATHER.
IT IS NA, JEAN, THY BONNIE FACE.
THE TEARS I SHED MUST EVER FALL.