adna been gane a week but omy twa
an my father brake his arm, and our cow was
stown awa’,
my mother she fell sick, and my Jamie at the sea
auld Robin Gray came a-courting to me.
my father couldna work, and my mother doughtna
spin;
I'd day and night, but their bread I couldna
win;
Rob maintained them baith, and wi’ tears in
his e’e,
‘Jenny, for their sakes, O marry me!
My heart it said nay—I look’d for Jamie back;
The wind it blew high, and the ship it was a
wrack,
The ship it was a wrack, why didna Jenny dee?
It why was I spared to cry, Wae‘s me!
Father urged sair; my mither didna speak,
They look‘d in my face till my heart was like to
break,
Gay gied him my hand, tho‘ my heart was at the
sea,
auld Robin Gray is gudeman to me.
I'd na been a wife a week but only four,
When sitting sae mournfully ae night at the door,
my Jamie's wraith, for I couldna think it he,
He said, I‘m come back, love, to marry thee,
Nor did we greet, and muckle did we say;
Took but ae kiss, and we tore ourselves away,
aed I were dead; but I'm no like to dee,
why do I live to say, Wae's me!
