Cream of Tannahill's Songs (3)/Johnnie Lad

by Robert Tannahill

For other versions of this work, see Och, hey, Johnnie Lad.

JOHNNIE LAD.

Och hey! Johnnie lad,
Ye're no sae kind's ye should ha'e been,
Och hey! Johnnie lad,
Ye didna keep your tryst yestreen.
I waited lang beside the wood,
Sae wae and weary a' my lane,
Och hey! Johnnie lad,
Ye're no sae kind's ye should ha'e been.

I looked by the whinny knowe,
I looked by the firs sae green,
I looked o'er the spunkie howe,
And aye I thought ye wad hae been.
The ne'er a supper cross'd my craig,
The ne'er a sleep has clos'd my e'en,
Och hey! Johnnie lad,
Ye're no sae kind's ye should ha'e been.

Gin ye were waiting by tho wood,
Then I was waiting by tho thorn,
I thought it was the place we set,
And waited maist till dawning morn.
Sae bo nae vex'd my bonnie lassie,
Let my waiting stand for thine,
We'll awa' to Craigton shaw,
And seek the joys we tint yestreen.

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