Craigieburn Wood

      Sweet closes the ev'ning on Craigieburn Wood,      And blythely awaukens the morrow;      But the pride o' the spring in the Craigieburn Wood      Can yield to me nothing but sorrow.       Chorus.-Beyond thee, dearie, beyond thee, dearie,      And O to be lying beyond thee!      O sweetly, soundly, weel may he sleep      That's laid in the bed beyond thee!       I see the spreading leaves and flowers,      I hear the wild birds singing;      But pleasure they hae nane for me,      While care my heart is wringing.      Beyond thee, &c.       I can na tell, I maun na tell,      I daur na for your anger;      But secret love will break my heart,      If I conceal it langer.      Beyond thee, &c.       I see thee gracefu', straight and tall,      I see thee sweet and bonie;      But oh, what will my torment be,      If thou refuse thy Johnie!      Beyond thee, &c.       To see thee in another's arms,      In love to lie and languish,      'Twad be my dead, that will be seen,      My heart wad burst wi' anguish.      Beyond thee, &c.       But Jeanie, say thou wilt be mine,      Say thou lo'es nane before me;      And a' may days o' life to come      I'l gratefully adore thee,      Beyond thee, &c.