Braes o' Birniebouzle (1823, Edinburgh)/My Willie was a Sailor Bold
MY WILLIE WAS A SAILOR BOLD.
My Willie was a Sailor bold,
He lov'd no other lass but me:
To earn for Ann a store of gold,
My constant Willie went to sea;
When on his trembling lip—Farewell,
Hung dew-drop like, I rent my heart,
I felt my throbbing bosom swell,
And vow'd from Willy ne'er to part.
He lov'd no other lass but me:
To earn for Ann a store of gold,
My constant Willie went to sea;
When on his trembling lip—Farewell,
Hung dew-drop like, I rent my heart,
I felt my throbbing bosom swell,
And vow'd from Willy ne'er to part.
In jacket blue and trousers neat,
Snow-white that play'd around my knee,
I join'd the ship in Willy's fleet.
Most dear to Ann and went to sea;
A storm came on, rude tempests blew,
A pirate's flag appall'd each heart,
We struck—they made him join their crew,
I scorn'd from Willie still to part.
Snow-white that play'd around my knee,
I join'd the ship in Willy's fleet.
Most dear to Ann and went to sea;
A storm came on, rude tempests blew,
A pirate's flag appall'd each heart,
We struck—they made him join their crew,
I scorn'd from Willie still to part.
He knows me not as his true love,
But a kind messmate proves to me;
His truth, his constancy I prove,
For I'm his constant theme at sea;
Link'd thus by love two minds unite,
Conjoin'd, each boasts a faithful heart,
I'll guard him in the raging light,
or e'en in death from Willy part.
But a kind messmate proves to me;
His truth, his constancy I prove,
For I'm his constant theme at sea;
Link'd thus by love two minds unite,
Conjoin'd, each boasts a faithful heart,
I'll guard him in the raging light,
or e'en in death from Willy part.
FINIS.