Well there came a letter yesterday, our ship it will sail at morn
'Alas! cried my bonny la**, that ever I were born.
And it's Braw sailing on the sea, when wind and weather's fair,
But it's better to be in my love's arms, I wish that I were there.
Sp when he went to her farm house, at twelve o'clock at noon,
The la**ie being proud hearted, she would not let him in.
And it's Braw sailing on the sea, when wind and weather's fair,
But it's better to be in my love's arms, I wish that I were there.
So she's ta'en the ring from her pocket, it cost her shillings nine,
Sayin' 'Take this ring my bonnie lad, for I have changed my mind.'
So he's taken the ring from hs pocket, it cost him guineas three,
Sayin 'Take this ring my bonnie la**, and aye think well of me.'
And it's Braw sailing on the sea, when wind and weather's fair,
But it's better to be in my love's arms, I wish that I were there.
And it's braw drinking Glasgow beer, it's better drinking wine
But it's better to be in my love's arms, where I have been many's the time.
And it's Braw sailing on the sea, when wind and weather's fair,
But it's better to be in my love's arms, I wish that I were there.
And it's Braw sailing on the sea, when wind and weather's fair,
But it's better to be in my love's arms, I wish that I were there.
And it's Braw sailing on the sea, when wind and weather's fair,
But it's better to be in my love's arms, I wish that I were there.