Ballad

O! shairly ye hae seen my love

Down whaur the waters wind:

He walks like ane wha fears nae man

And yet his e'en are kind.

O! shairly ye hae seen my love

At the turnin o' the tide;

For then he gethers in the nets

Doun be the waterside.

O! lassie I hae seen your love

At the turnin o' the tide;

And he was wi' the fisher-folk

Doun be the waterside.

The fisher-folk were at their trade

No far frae Walnut Grove;

They gether'd in their dreepin nets

And fund your ain true love.