Travail´s turn brang me tae many a place
An´ all this wimplen´ way
Yont the lee lang nicht
Oh I mind on the days lang begane

Sae the mindin´ in yer heid
Unrowes afore yer een
Frae hours o´ sweet yestreen
Aye the ember deid in monie a heid
Fare ye well I´m pertin away

Aye the wind blaws our weird
Right amang yer staur
Yer een ance glancin´
Are noo doolfu´ and tired
O´ the wanderin´ hours

I say farewell tae the warld
Mind me weel
I say farewell tae the warld
Aye, it´s lane an´ cauld