"O hae ye gotten anither fair love,
For a' the oaths ye sware?
Then fare ye weel, now, fause Gregor;
For me ye's never see mair!"80
O hooly, hooly gaed she back,
As the day began to peep;
She set her foot on good ship board,
And sair, sair did she weep.
"Tak down, tak down the mast o' goud;85
Set up the mast o' tree;
Ill sets it a forsaken lady
To sail sae gallantlie.
"Tak down, tak down the sails o' silk;
Set up the sails o' skin;90
Ill sets the outside to be gay,
Whan there's sic grief within!"
Love Gregor started frae his sleep,
And to his mother did say,
"I dreamt a dream this night, mither,95
That maks my heart richt wae;
"I dreamt that Annie of Lochroyan,
The flower o' a' her kin,
Was standin' mournin' at my door,
But nane wad lat her in."100
"O there was a woman stood at the door,
Wi' a bairn intill her arms;
But I wadna let her within the bower,
For fear she had done you harm."
O quickly, quickly raise he up,105
And fast ran to the strand;
And there he saw her, fair Annie,
Was sailing frae the land.