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| O LASSIE, wilt thou gang wi’ me, | |
| And leave thy frien’s i’ th’ south countrie,— | |
| Thy former frien’s and sweethearts a’, | |
| And gang wi’ me to Gallowa’? | |
| O Gallowa’ braes, they wave wi’ broom, | 5 |
| And heather-bells in bonnie bloom; | |
| There ’s lordly seats, and livin’s braw, | |
| Amang the braes o’ Gallowa’! | |
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| There ’s stately woods on mony a brae, | |
| Where burns and birds in concert play; | 10 |
| The waukrife echo answers a’, | |
| Amang the braes o’ Gallowa’. | |
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| The simmer shiel I ’ll build for thee | |
| Alang the bonnie banks o’ Dee, | |
| Half circlin’ roun’ my father’s ha’, | 15 |
| Amang the braes o’ Gallowa’. | |
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| When autumn waves her flowin’ horn, | |
| And fields o’ gowden grain are shorn, | |
| I ’ll busk thee fine, in pearlins braw, | |
| To join the dance in Gallowa’. | 20 |
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| At e’en, whan darkness shrouds the sight, | |
| And lanely, langsome is the night, | |
| Wi’ tentie care my pipes I ’ll thraw, | |
| Play “A’ the way to Gallowa’.” | |
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| Should fickle fortune on us frown, | 25 |
| Nae lack o’ gear our love should drown; | |
| Content should shield our haddin’ sma’, | |
| Amang the braes o’ Gallowa’. | |
| Come while the blossom ’s on the broom, | |
| And heather-bells sae bonnie bloom; | 30 |
| Come let us be the happiest twa | |
| On a’ the braes o’ Gallowa’! | |
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