From the recording Aye Waulkin'O
One the first Scottish songs I learned - you just can't beat Robert Burns for wonderful, singable songs! Next time you drive through Barre, VT give his statue a wave and thank him for being wise enough to collect and write down the great songs of Scotland.
Lyrics
Aye Waulkin’OSummer is a pleasant timeThere flowers of every colorThe water runs over the haughAnd I long for my true lover, aye waulkin’o
CHORUS:Waulkin I am wearySleep I can get naneFor thinking on my dearieAye waulkin’oWhen first she came to townThey called her Grace MacFarlandBut now she's gone awaThey’re callin her all folk’s darlin', aye waulkin’oHer father loves her wellHer mother loves her betterAnd I love the lass myselfBut me, I can nae get her, aye waulkin’oWhen I sleep I dreamAnd when I wake, I'm wearySleep I can get noneFor thinking on my dearie, aye waulkin’o
Summer is a pleasant timeThere flowers of every colorThe water runs over the haughAnd I long for my true lover, aye waulkin'o