Traditional Scottish Songs
- Farewell to Lochaber
Farewell to LochaberFarewell to Lochaber, farewell to my Jean,
Where heartsome wi' her I ha'e mony day been,
For Lochaber no more, Lochaber no more,
We'll maybe return to Lochaber no more.
These tears that I shed they are all for my dear,
And no' for the dangers attending or weir;
Tho' borne on rough seas to a far distant shore.
Maybe to return to Lochaber no more.
Though hurricanes rise, though rise ev'ry wind,
No tempest can equal the storm in my mind;
Tho loudest of thunders or louder waves roar,
There's nothing like leavin' my love on the shore.
To leave thee behind me, my heart is sair pain'd,
But by ease that's inglorious no fame can be gain'd;
And beauty and love's the reward of the brave,
And I maun deserve it before I can crave.
Then glory, my Jeanie, maun plead my excuse,
Since honour commands me, how can I refuse?
Without it I ne'er can have merrit for thee;
And losing thy favour, I'd better not be.
I go then, my lass, to win honour and fame;
And if I should chance to come gloriously hame,
I'll bring a heart to thee, with love running o'er,
And then I'll leave thee an' Lochaber no more.
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