When will you come again, my faithfu' Johnie,
When will you come again?
"When the corn is gathered,
And the leaves are withered,
I will come again, my sweet and bonny,
I will come again."

Then winter's wind will blow, my faithfu' Johnie,
Then winter's wind will blow:
"Though the day be dark wi' drift,
That I cannot see the lift,
I will come again, my sweet and bonny,
I will come again."

Then will you meet me here, my faithfu' Johnie,
Then will you meet me here?
"Though the night were Hallowe'en
When the fearfu' sights are seen,
I would meet thee here, my sweet and bonny,
I would meet thee here."

O come na by the muir, my faithfu' Johnie,
O come na by the muir.
"Though the wraiths were glist'ning white
By the dim elf-candles' light,
I would come to thee, my sweet and bonny,
I would come to thee."

And shall we part again, my fathfu' Johnie?
Shall we part again?
"So lang's my eye can see, Jean,
That face so dear to me, Jean,
We shall not part again, my sweet and bonny,
We shall not part again."