The summer it was smiling, nature round…

The summer it was smiling, nature round was gay, When Jeanie was attending on auld Robin Gray; For he was sick at heart, and had na friend beside, But only me, poor Jeanie, who newly was his bride. Ah Jeanie! I shall die, he cry'd, as sure as I had birth, Then see my poor auld banes, pray, laid into the earth, And be a widow for my sake a twelve month and a day, And I will leave whate'er belongs to auld Robin Gray.

I laid poor Robin in the earth, as decent as I cou'd, And shed a tear upon his grave, for he was very gude, I took my rock all in my hand, and in my cot I sigh'd, Ah! wae is me! what shall I do since poor auld Robin died? Search ev'ry part throughout the land, there's none like me forlorn; I'm ready e'en to ban the day, that ever I was born, For Jamie all I lov'd on earth; ah! he is gone away, My father and my mither's dead, and eke auld Robin Gray.

I rose up with the morning sun and spun till setting day, And one whole year of widowhood I mourn'd for Robin Gray; I did the duty of a wife both kind and constant too, Let ev'ry one example take and Jeanie's plan pursue. I thought that Jamie he was dead or he to me was lost, And all my fond and youthful love entirely was crost. I tried to sing, I tried to laugh, and pass the time away, For I had not a friend alive, since died auld Robin Gray.

At length the merry bells rung round, I cou'd na guess the cause, Yet Rodney was the man they said who got so much applause; I doubted if the tale was true, till Jamie came to me, And shew'd a purse of golden ore, and said it is for thee, Auld Robin Gray I find is dead, and still your heart is true, Then take me Jeanie to your arms, and I will be so too. Moss John shall join us at the kirk, and we'll be blithe and gay, I blush'd, consented, and replied, adieu to Robin Gray.