by Robert Burns (1759 - 1796)

It was a' for our rightfu' king
Language: Scottish (Scots) 
It was a' for our rightfu' king
  We left fair Scotland's strand;
It was a' for our rightfu' king,
  We e'er saw Irish land, my dear,
  We e'er saw Irish land. -

Now a' is done that men can do,
  And a' is done in vain:
My Love and Native Land fareweel,
  For I maun cross the main, my dear,
  For I maun cross the main.

He turn'd him right and round about,
  Upon the Irish shore,
And gae his bridle-reins a shake,
  With, Adieu for evermore, my dear,
  With adieu 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 come,
  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. -

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