It was a' for our rightfu' king <br />That we left fair Scotland's strand; <br />It was a' for our rightfu' king <br />We e'er saw Irish land, my dear, <br />We e'er saw Irish land. <br /> <br />Now a' is done that men can do, <br />And a' is done in vain! <br />My love, and native land, fareweel, <br />For I maun cross the main, my dear, <br />For I maun cross the main. <br /> <br />He turn'd him right and round about, <br />Upon the Irish shore, <br />He gave his bridle-reins a shake, <br />With, Adieu for evermore, my dear, <br />And adieu for evermore. <br /> <br />The soldier frae the war returns, <br />And the merchant frae the main. <br />But I hae parted frae my love, <br />Never to meet again, my dear, <br />Never to meet again. <br /> <br />When day is gone and night is come, <br />And a' folk bound to sleep, <br />I think on him that's far awa <br />The lee-lang night, and weep, my dear, <br />The lee-lang night, and weep.<br /><br />Robert Burns<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/it-was-a-for-our-rightfu-king/
