Frae the friends and land I love

Frae the friends and land I love

Driv'n by Fortune's felly spite,

Frae my best belov'd I rove,

Never mair to taste delight!

Never mair maun hope to find

Ease frae toil, relief frae care.

When remembrance racks the mind,

Pleasures but unveil despair.

Brightest climes shall mirk appear,

Desert ilka blooming shore,

Till the Fates, nae mair severe,

Friendship, love, and peace, restore:

Till Revenge, wi' laurel'd head

Bring our banish'd hame again,

And ilka loyal, bonnie lad

Cross the seas, and win his ain!