My Ain Folk

Far frae my hame I wander

But still my thoughts return

To mine folk over yonder

In the shieling by the burn

I see the cozy ingle

And the mist up in the brae

And joy and sadness mingle

As I list some auld lang syne

And it's oh, but I'm longing for my ain folk

Though they be but lowly, fair and plain folk

I am far beyond the sea

But my heart will ever be

At hame in dear old Scotland wi' my ain folk

A bonnie lass is greetin'

Though she strives to stay the tears

How sweet will be our meeting

After many weary years

My fond arms shall enfold you

As I called you ever mine

Still abides the love I told you

In the days of auld lang syne

And it's oh, but I'm longing for my ain folk

Though they be but lowly, fair and plain folk

I am far beyond the sea

But my heart will ever be

At hame in dear old Scotland wi' my ain folk