You'll Travel Far and Wide by Gilbert Parker

You'll travel far and wide, dear, but you'll come back again, / You'll come back to your father and your mother in the glen, / Although we should be lyin' 'neath the heather grasses then -- / You'll be comin' back, my darlin'!

You'll see the icebergs sailin' along the wintry foam, / The white hair of the breakers, and the wild swans as they roam; / But you'll not forget the rowan beside your father's home / You'll be comin' back, my darlin'!