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Far frae my hame I wander; But still my thoughts return To my ain folk ower yonder, In the sheilding by the burn, I see the cosy ingle, And the mist abune the brae: And joy and sadness mingle, As I list some auld warld lay. And it's oh! but I'm longing for my ain folk, Tho' they be but lowly, puir, and plain folk: I am far beyond the sea, But my heart will ever be At hame in dear auld Scotland, wi' my ain folk!

O' their absent ane they're telling—The auld folk by the fire: And I mark the swift tears welling, As the ruddy flame leap high'r. How the mither wad caress me, Were I but by her side: Now she prays that Heav'n will bless me, tho' the stormy sea divide. And its oh! but I'm longing for my ain folk, Tho' they be but lowly, puir, and plain folk: I am far beyond the sea, But my heart will ever be At hame in dear auld Scotland, wi' my ain folk!

A bonnie lass is greeting, Tho' she strives to stay the tears: Ah! sweet will be our meeting After mony weary years. Soon my fond arms shall enfold ye, As I ca' you ever mine— Still abides the love I told ye In the days of auld lang syne. And it's oh! but I'm longing for my ain folk, tho' they be but lowly, puir, and plain folk: I am far across the sea, But soon I'll be At hame in dear auld Scotland wi' my ain folk!

It's nice when you love a wee lassie, It's nice when the lassie is true; Oh! it's nice when ye ken that yer bonnie wee hen Is in love, and her lover is you.

And the weddin' bells were ringin' all the boys were singin', "Here's tae you and yours, and me and mine!" Then we had a drappie, just tae make us happy, For the days o' Auld Lang Syne.