Land O' the Leal

I'm wearin' awa', John
Like snaw-wreaths in thaw, John
I'm wearin' awa'
To the land o' the leal

There's nae sorrow there, John
There's neither cauld nor care, John
The day is aye fair
In the land o' the leal

Our bonnie bairn's there, John
She was baith gude and fair, John
And oh, we grudged her sair
To the land o' the leal

But sorrow's sel' wears past, John
And joy's a-coming fast, John
The joy that's aye to last
In the land o' the leal

Sae dear's the joy was bought, John
Sae free the battle fought, John
That sinfu' man e'er brought
To the land o' the leal

O, dry your glistening e'e, John
My soul longs to be free, John
And Angels beckon me
To the land o' the leal

Oh, haud ye leal and true, John
Your day, it's wearin' through, John
And I'll welcome you
To the land o' the leal

Now fare-ye-weel, my ain John
This world's cares are vain, John
We'll meet and we'll be fain
In the land o' the leal