The False Lover Won Back

The sun shines on thon high, high hill
And the sun shines on thon dowie dell
The sun, it never goes doon nae mair
In the place where me and my love dwell
«And it’s when will you be back, bonnie laddie?
Aye and when will you be back again?»
«When the heather hills are nine times burnt
And the grass is growing green again»
«Well, that’s ower lang tae bide awa'
And it’s ower lang awa' fae hame
And the baby that is yet unborn
Will be ower lang wantin' a name»
Comfort for the comfortless
Aye and honey for the bee
Comfort for the comfortless
But there’s nane but you for me
And he’s mounted on his good black steed
And he’s saddled up to ride
She’s kilted up her petticoats green
And she ran swiftly by his side
And the first toon that they came to
He’s bought her the bonniest hose and shoon
And bade her rue and turn back noo
And never follow him again
Comfort for the comfortless
Aye and honey for the bee
Comfort for the comfortless
But there’s nane but you for me
And the second toon that they came to
He’s bought her the bonniest silken goon
And bade her rue and turn back noo
And never follow him again
Comfort for the comfortless
Aye and honey for the bee
Comfort for the comfortless
But there’s nane but you for me
And the third toon that they came to
He’s bought her the bonniest weddin' ring
And bade her dry her rosy cheeks
And up and ride alang wi' him
Comfort for the comfortless
Aye and honey for the bee
Comfort for the comfortless
But there’s nane but you for me
Comfort for the comfortless
Aye and honey for the bee
Comfort for the comfortless
But there’s nane but you for me