Bonny Charlie

Bonny Charlie’s now awa’, safely o’er the friendly main
Many’s a heart shall break in twa should he no come back again

Will ye no come back again? Will ye no come back again?
Better loved ye canna be, will ye no come back again

Whene’er I hear the blackbird sing unto the evening sinking down
Or thrush that makes the woods to ring, to me there is no other sound

Will ye no come back again? Will ye no come back again?
Better loved ye canna be, will ye no come back again

Many’s a gallant soldier fought, many’s a gallant chief did fall
Death itself was dearly bought all for Scotland’s king and lord

Will ye no come back again? Will ye no come back again?
Better loved ye canna be, will ye no come back again

Low the blackbird’s note and long, lilting wildly up the glen
And aye, to me he sings one song, will ye no come back again?

Will ye no come back again? Will ye no come back again?
Better loved ye canna be, will ye no come back again