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Auld Robin Gray
Lady Anne Lindsay (1750-1825)

When the sheep are in the fauld, and the kye a' at hame,
When a' the weary warld to sleep are gane,
The waes o' my heart fa' in showers frae my e'e,
While my gudeman lies sound by me.
 
Young Jamie lo'ed me weel, and sought me for his bride;
But saving a croun he had naething else beside.
To mak the croun a pound, my Jamie gaed to sea,
And the croun and the pound, they were baith for me.
 
He hadna been awa' a week but only twa,
When my mither she fell sick and the cow was stown awa';
My father brak his arm - my Jamie at the sea;
And auld Robin Gray cam a-courtin' me.
 
My father couldna wark, my mither couldna spin;
I toll'd day and nicht, but their bread I couldna win:
Auld Rob maintain'd them baith, and wi' tears in his e'e,
Said, "Jeannie, for their sakes, will ye marry me!"
 
My heart it said na - I look'd for Jamie back;
But the wind it blew hie, and the ship it was a wrack;
His ship it was a wrack - why didna Jamie dee?
And why do I live to cry, Wae's me?
 
My father urged me sair; my mither didna speak,
But she looked in my face till my heart was like to break.
They gied him my hand - my heart was at the sea;
Sae auld Robin Gray, he was gudeman to me.
 
I hadna been a wife a week but only four,
When, mournfu' as I sat on the stane at the door,
I saw my Jamie's wraith - I couldna think it he,
Till he said, "I'm come hame, my love, to marry thee."
 
O sair did we greet, and meikle did we say:
We took but ae kiss, and I bade him gang away.
I wish that I were dead, but I'm no life to dee;
And why was I born to say, Wae's me?
 
I gang like a ghaist, and I carena to spin;
I daurna think o' Jamie, for that wad be a sin.
But I'll do my best a gude wife to be,
For auld Robin Gray, he is kind to me.

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