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O weary fa' the east wind, And weary fa' the west: And gin I were under the wan waves wide I wot weel wad I rest.

O weary fa' the north wind, And weary fa' the south: The sea went ower my good lord's head Or ever he kissed my mouth.

Weary fa' the windward rocks, And weary fa' the lee: They might hae sunken sevenscore ships, And let my love's gang free.