Nae lark in transport mounts the sky <br />Or leaves wi' early plaintive cry, <br />But I will bid a last good-bye, <br />My last farewell to Stirling O. <br /> <br />Chorus: <br /> <br />Tho' far awa, ma hert's wi' you. <br />Our youthful 'oors, upon wings they flew <br />But I will bid a last adieu <br />A last farewell to Stirling O. <br /> <br />Nae mair I'll meet ye in the dark <br />Or gang wi' you to the King's Park <br />Or raise the hare from oot their flap <br />When I gae far fae Stirling O. <br /> <br />Nae mair I'll wander through the glen, <br />Disturb the roost o' the pheasant hen. <br />Or chase the rabbits tae their den <br />When I gae far fae Stirling O. <br /> <br />Their one request before I go <br />And this is to my comrades all: <br />My dog and gun I'll leave to you <br />When I gae far fae Stirling O. <br /> <br />So fare thee well my Jeannie dear <br />For you I'll shed a bitter tear. <br />I hope you'll find another, dear, <br />When I gae far fae Stirling O. <br /> <br />So fare thee well, for I am bound <br />For twenty years to Van Diemen's Land. <br />But think of me, and what I've done <br />When I gae far fae Stirling O.<br /><br />Robert Burns<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-last-farewell-to-stirling/
