My Last Farewell To Stirling

Nae lark in transport mounts the sky Or leaves wi' early plaintive cry, But I will bid a last good-bye, My last farewell to Stirling O. Chorus: Tho' far awa, ma hert's wi' you. Our youthful 'oors, upon wings they flew But I will bid a last adieu A last farewell to Stirling O. Nae mair I'll meet ye in the dark Or gang wi' you to the King's Park Or raise the hare from oot their flap When I gae far fae Stirling O. Nae mair I'll wander through the glen, Disturb the roost o' the pheasant hen. Or chase the rabbits tae their den When I gae far fae Stirling O. Their one request before I go And this is to my comrades all: My dog and gun I'll leave to you When I gae far fae Stirling O. So fare thee well my Jeannie dear For you I'll shed a bitter tear. I hope you'll find another, dear, When I gae far fae Stirling O. So fare thee well, for I am bound For twenty years to Van Diemen's Land. But think of me, and what I've done When I gae far fae Stirling O.