Here awa, there awa

Here awa, there awa, wandering Willie, Here awa, there awa, hand awa hame; Come to my bosomy, my ain only dearie, Tell me thou bring'st me my Willie the same.

But oh, if he's faithless and mind nae Nannie, Flow still between us, thou wide-roa m May I never see it, may I never trow But, dying, believe that my Willie's ain.