By yon castle wa', at the close of the day,
I heard a man sing, tho' his head it was grey:
And as he was singing, the tears down came--
'There'll never be peace till Jamie comes hame.

'The church is in ruins, the state is in jars,
Delusions, oppressions, and murderous wars;
We dare na weel say't, but we ken wha's to blame--
There'll never be peace till Jamie comes hame.

'My seven braw sons for Jamie drew sword, [handsome]
And now I greet round their green beds in the yerd; [weep, churchyard]
It brak the sweet heart o' my faithfu' auld dame--
There'll never be peace till Jamie comes hame.

'Now life is a burden that bows me down,
Sin' I tint my bairns, and he tint his crown; [lost, children]
But till my last moment my words are the same--
There'll never be peace till Jamie comes hame.'


I HAE BEEN AT CROOKIEDEN

I hae been at Crookieden-- [Hell]
My bonie laddie, Highland laddie!
Viewing Willie and his men-- [Duke of Cumberland]
My bonie laddie, Highland laddie!
There our foes that burnt and slew--
My bonie laddie, Highland laddie!
There at last they gat their due--