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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