| lyric | I'll lay ye doon, love, I’ll treat ye decent,
I’ll lay ye doon, love, I’ll fill yoour can
I’ll lay ye doon, love, I’ll treat ye decent
For surely he is an honest man.
I hae travelled faur frae Inverey,
Aye and as faur as Edinburgh toon,
But it’s Imust gae, love, and travel further,
And when Ireturn, I will lay ye doon.
I maun leave ye noo, love, but I’ll return
Tae ye my love and I’ll tak’ your hand,
Then no more I’ll roam frae ye my love,
No more tae walk on the foreign sand. |