The Sentimental Songster/The Highland Minstrel Boy

THE HIGHLAND MINSTREL BOY.

I hae wander’d mony a night in June,
Alang the banks o’ Clyde,
Beneath a bright and bonny moon,
Wi’ Mary at my side.
A simmer was she to mine e’e,
An’ to my heart a joy;
An’ weel she loo’d to roam wi' me,
Her Highland Minstrel boy.
I ha’e wander’d, &c.

Oh, her presence could on ev’ry star
New brilliancy confer;
And I thought the flowers were sweeter far
When they were seen with her.
Her brow was calm as sleeping sea,
Her glance was full o’ joy;
And, oh, her heart was true to me,
Her Highland Minstrel boy.
Oh her presence. &c.

I ha’e play’d to ladies, fair and gay,
In many a southron hall;
But there was one far-far-away,
A world above them all.
And now, tho’ weary years have fled,
I think wi’ mournfu' joy
Upon the time when Mary wed
Her Highland Minstrel boy.
I ha’e play'd to ladies, &c.