Fareweel, Edinburgh, where happy we hae been,
Fareweel, Edinburgh, Caledonia's Queen!
Auld Reekie, fare-ye-weel, and Reekie New beside,
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Fareweel, O fareweel!
My heart it is sair;
Fareweel, O fareweel!
I'll meet him nae mair.
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Fell he on the field of fame,
Glory resting on his name?
O'er his young and dauntless breast
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Oh come, come along, and join in our song,
And march wi' our lads, along an' along;
He's waiting us there where heather grows fair,
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The best o' joys maun hae an end,
The best o' friends maun part, I trow;
The langest day will wear away,
And I maun bid fareweel to you.
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To the hills of her youth, cloth'd in all their rich wildness,
Farewell she is bidding, in all her sweet mildness,
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Here's to them, to them that are gane;
Here's to them, to them that are gane;
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He's lifeless amang the rude billows,
My tears and my sighs are in vain;
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He's owre the hills that I lo'e weel,
He's owre the hills we daurna name;
He's owre the hills ayont Dunblane,
Wha soon will get his welcome hame.
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Hey the rantin' Murray's ha'!
Mirth and glee amang them a'!
The courtly laird, the leddy braw,
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