(Brian McNeill / Trad)
I hae nae kith, I hae nae kin, nor yin that's dear tae me
For the bonnie lad that I lo'e best is far across the sea
He's gane wi' yin that was our ain and may we rue the day
When our king's daughter came her tae play sae foul play
O gin I were a bonnie bird with wings that I might flee
Then I wid travel o'er the main my ain true love tae see
Then I wid tell a joyful tale tae yin that's dear tae me
And I'd sit upon a king's window and sing my melody
The adder lies in the corbie's nest aneath the corbie's wame
For the blast that reives the corbie's brood shall blow our good king hame
So blow ye east or blow ye west or blow ye o'er the faem
Ay bring the lad that I lo'e best and yin I dare nae name
(as sung by The Battlefield Band)