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THE FAREWELL.

Tune—-Jackie's far awa.

O welcome winter wi' thy storms,
Thy frosts and hills of sea'.
Dismantle nature o' her charms,
For I maun lea them them a'.
I've mourn'd the go wan wither'd, laid
Upon its wallow bier;
I've seen the rose bud dreeping fade
Beneath the dewy tear.

Then fare ye weel, my friends sae dear,
For I maun lea you a'.
O will ye sometimes shed a tear
For me, when far awa?
For me, when far frae hame and you,
Where ceaseless tempests blaw,
Will ye repeat my last adieu,
An' mourn that I'm awa?

I've seen the wood, where rude winds rave,
In gay green mantle drest;
But now its leafless branches wave
Wild whistling in the blast;
So perish'd a' my youthfu' joy,
An' left me thus to mourn;