The Book of Scottish Song/The Waefu' Heart
The Waefu’ Heart.
[Miss Blamire.—This is given in the third volume of Johnson's Museum, and Mr. Stenhouse says there, that both the words and music were taken from a single sheet published in London about the year 1788.]
Gin livin' worth could win my heart,
You would not speak in vain;
But in the darksome grave it's laid,
Never to rise again.
My waefu' heart lies low wi' his,
Whose heart was only mine;
And, oh! what a heart was that to lose—
But I maun no repine.
Yet, oh! gin heaven in mercy soon
Would grant the boon I crave,
And take this life, now naething worth,
Sin' Jamie's in his grave!
And see, his gentle spirit comes,
To show me on my way;
Surprised, nae doubt, I still am here,
Sair wondering at my stay.
I come, I come, my Jamie dear
And, oh, wi' what gude will
I follow, wheresoe'er ye lead!
Ye canna lead to ill.
She said, and soon a deadly pale
Her faded cheek possess'd;
Her waefu' heart forgot to beat;
Her sorrows sunk to rest.