The Lea-Rig Songtext
von Jean Redpath

Whene′er the healthy eastern star
Tells bachd and time is near my Jo
And dowsin frae the far ower field
Return sae dawfan weary O
Down by the burn whaur scented birks wi dew
Are hanging clear my Jo
I'll meet thee on the lea rag
My ain kind dearie O
At midnecht ower in murkist glen
I′d row and ne'er be weary O
If through that glen I gae tae thee
My ain kind dearie O


Although the nicht were nair sae weet
And I were nair sae weary O
I'd meet thee on the lea rag
My ain kind dearie O
The hunter knows the morning sun
Tae rouse the mountain deer my Jo
At noon the fisher taks the glen
O, doon the burn tae steer my Jo
Gie me the ower o gloamin gray
It maks my hert sae cheerie O
Tae meet thee on the lea rag
My ain kind dearie O