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By yon Castle wa', at the close of the day, / I heard a man sing, tho' his head it was grey: / And as he was singing, the tears doon came,- / There'll never be peace till Jamie comes hame.
The Church is in ruins, the State is in jars, / Delusions, oppressions, and murderous wars, / We dare na weel say't, but we ken wha's to blame,- / There'll never be peace till Jamie comes hame.
My seven braw sons for Jamie drew sword, / But now I greet round their green beds in the yerd; / It brak the sweet heart o' my faithful and dame,- / There'll never be peace till Jamie comes hame.
Now life is a burden that bows me down, / Sin' I tint my bairns, and he tint his crown; / But till my last moments my words are the same,- / There'll never be peace till Jamie comes hame.