Six popular Scotch songs/The Land O' The Leal

THE LAND O' THE LEAL.

Air,—"Bruce's Address.

I'm wearing awa, Jean,
Like snaw when its thaw, Jean:
I'm wearing awa
⁠To the land o’ the leal.
There's nae sorrow there, Jean,
There' nae cauld nor care, Jean,
The day is aye fair
⁠In the land o' the leal.

Ye were aye leal and true Jean,
Your tasks ended now, Jean,
And I'll welcome you, Jean,
⁠To the land o’ the leal,

Our bonny bairn's there, Jean,
She was baith gude and fair, Jean,
And we grudg'd her right sair,
⁠To the land o’ the leal.

Oh! dry that tearfu' ee, Jean,
My soul longs to be free, Jean,
And angels wait on me
⁠To the land o' the leal.
Now fare ye weel, my ain Jean,
This warld's care is vain, Jean,
We'll meet and aye be fain
⁠In the land o' the leal.