There cam a letter yestreen
Oor ship mon sail the morn
'Alas', cried the bonnie la**
That ever I was born
And it's braw sailin on the sea
When wind and weather's fair
It's better tae be in my love's airms
O gin that I were there
He's cam tae her fairm hoose
At twelve o'clock at noon
The la**ie being proud-hearted
She would not let him in
And it's braw sailin on the sea
When wind and weather's fair
It's better tae be in my love's airms
O gin that I were there
He's taen the ring from his pocket
It cost him guineas three
Sayin, 'Tak ye that my bonnie la**
And aye think weel o' me'
And she's taen the ring from her pocket
It cost her shillings nine
Sayin, 'Tak ye that my bonnie lad
For I hae changed my mind'
And it's braw sailin on the sea
When wind and weather's fair
It's better tae be in my love's airms
O gin that I were there