Musical garland/Wandering Willie

Wandering Willie.

Here awa, there awa, wandering Willie;
⁠Here awa, there awa, haud awa hame;
Come to my bosom, my ain only dearie,
⁠Tell me thou bring’st me, my Willie, the same.

Winter winds blew loud and eauld at our parting,
⁠Fears for my Willie brought tears frae my e’e;
Welcome now simmer, and weleome my Willie,
⁠The simmer to nature, my Willie to me.

Rest, ye wild storms, in the cave o’ your slumbers.
⁠How your dread howling a lover alarms;
Wauken, ye breezes, blow gently, ye billows,
⁠And waft my dear laddie ance mair to my arms.

But oh, if he’s faithless, and minds na his Nanny,
⁠Flow still between us, thou wide roaring main;
May I never see it, may I never trow it,
⁠But, dying, believe that my Willie’s my ain.