The Pamphlet Collection of Sir Robert Stout: Volume 87
Thou Art Gane Awa' Frae Me, Mary
Thou Art Gane Awa' Frae Me, Mary.
Thou art gane awa', thou'rt gane awa,
Thou art gane awa' frae me, Mary!
Nor friends nor I could make thee stay;
Thou hast cheated them an' me, Mary!
Until this hour I never thought
That ought could alter thee, Mary;
Thou'rt still the mistress o' my heart,
Think what you will o' me, Mary.
Though you've been false, yet, while I live,
I'll lo'e nae maid but thee, Mary;
Let friends forget, as I forgive,
Thy wrongs to them and me, Mary;
So then, farewell! o' this be sure,
Since you've been false to me, Mary;
For a' the world I'd not endure
Half what I've done for thee, Mary.