The Land o' the Leal

Lady Nairne

1766 to 1845

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To the land o' the leal.
In the land o' the leal.
Like snaw when it's thaw, John,
And angels beckon me
In the land o' the leal.
And joy is comin' fast, John,
But sorrow's sel' wears past, John,
Noo, fare-ye-weel, my ain John,
The joy that's aye to last
In the land o' the leal.
Oh! dry your glist'ning e'e, John,
And I'll welcome you
She was baith gude and fair, John,
The day's aye fair
To the land o' the leal.
Noo, haud ye leal and true, John,
And oh! we grudged her sair
There's nae sorrow there, John,
I'm wearin' awa', John,
I'm wearin' awa'
My soul langs to be free, John,
Our bonnie bairn's there, John,
Sae dear's that joy was bought, John,
That sinfu' man e'er brought
This warld's cares are vain, John,
There's neither cauld nor care, John,
Sae free the battle fought, John,
To the land o' the leal.
We'll meet, and we'll be fain,
To the land o' the leal.
Your day it's weel near through, John,
To the land o' the leal.