1 It was a' for our rightful king <br />2 That we left fair Scotland's strand; <br />3 It was a' for our rightful king <br />4 We e'er saw Irish land, <br />5 My dear, <br />6 We e'er saw Irish land. <br /> <br />7 Now a' is done that men can do, <br />8 And a' is done in vain! <br />9 My love, and native land, fareweel! <br />10 For I maun cross the main, <br />11 My dear, <br />12 For I maun cross the main. <br /> <br />13 He turn'd him right and round about, <br />14 Upon the Irish shore, <br />15 He gave his bridle-reins a shake, <br />16 With, Adieu for evermore, <br />17 My dear! <br />18 And adieu for evermore! <br /> <br />19 The soldier frae the war returns, <br />20 And the merchant frae the main. <br />21 But I hae parted frae my love, <br />22 Never to meet again, <br />23 My dear, <br />24 Never to meet again. <br /> <br />25 When day is gone and night is come, <br />26 And a' folk bound to sleep, <br />27 I think on him that's far awa <br />28 The lee-lang night, and weep, <br />29 My dear, <br />30 The lee-lang night, and weep.<br /><br />Robert Burns<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/it-was-a-for-our-rightful-king/
