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
And adiue 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