Far frae my hame I wander but still my thoughts return To my ain folk over yonder in the sheiling by the burn I see the cosy ingle and the mist upon the brae And joy and sadness mingle as I list some auld world lay
(chorus) And it' oh but I'm longing for my ain folk Though they be but lowly pure and plain folk I am far beyond the sea but my heart will always be At home in dear old scotland wi' my ain folk
A bonnie lassie's greetin' tho' she tries tae stay the tears And sweet will be our meeting after many weary years How my mother will caress me when I'm standing by her side Now she prays that heaven will bless me through the stormy seas divide
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