So Earlstoun rose in the morning

So Earlstoun rose in the morning, An’ mounted by the break o’ day; An’ he has join’d our Scottish lads, As they were marching out the way.

“Now, fareweel father, and fareweel mother, “An’ fare ye weel my sisters three; “An’ fare ye weel my Earlstoun, “For thee again I’ll never see!”