The Book of Scottish Song/Here awa', there awa'
Here awa’, there awa’.
[The beautiful air of "Here awa", there awa" is preserved in Oswald's collection of Scots tunes, 1735-43. Herd, in his collection of 1769, first printed the following fragment of the old words.]
Here awa', there awa', here awa', Willie!
Here awa', there awa', haud awa' hame!
Lang have I sought thee, dear have I bought thee,
Now I have gotten my Willie again.
Through the lane muir I have followed my Willie;
Through the lang muir I have followed him hame.
Whatever betide us, nought shall divide us;
Love now rewards all my sorrow and pain.
Here awa', there awa', here awa', Willie!
Here awa', there awa', haud awa', hame!
Come, love, believe me, nothing can grieve me,
Ilka thing pleases, when Willie's at hame.