My friends they hae disown'd me a':
But I hae ane will tak my part, have one
The bonnie lad that's far awa.
A pair o' gloves he bought to me,
And silken snoods he gae me twa; fillets, gave
And I will wear them for his sake,
The bonnie lad that's far awa.
O weary winter soon will pass,
And spring will cleed the birken shaw: clothe, birch woods