WEARIESWA'
The neist water ye'll sail upon
Men call it Weariesyett;
Whoso cometh to that water
An ill wonning he shall get.
Men call it Weariesyett;
Whoso cometh to that water
An ill wonning he shall get.
The last water ye'll sail upon
Men call it Wearieshead;
Whoso cometh to that water
It were better for him to be dead.
Men call it Wearieshead;
Whoso cometh to that water
It were better for him to be dead.
And gin the sair sea scathe you not
Nor the sea-worms in the sea,
This weary weird that is me upon
Ye shall take off from me.
Nor the sea-worms in the sea,
This weary weird that is me upon
Ye shall take off from me.
And gin the water win you not upon
Ye shall have good harbouring,
When ye come back to Wearieswa',
About the fair birk flowering.
Ye shall have good harbouring,
When ye come back to Wearieswa',
About the fair birk flowering.
And ye maun be yoursell alane
And I with a' my men,
And ye maun stand low down them amang
To see if I shall you ken.
And I with a' my men,
And ye maun stand low down them amang
To see if I shall you ken.
Gin the wan water win me not upon
Between the sea-banks and the sea,
Then I'll come back for your sake, Janet,—
A token I'll hae wi' me.
Between the sea-banks and the sea,
Then I'll come back for your sake, Janet,—
A token I'll hae wi' me.
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