Traditional
O’ A’ The Airts
[Verse 1]
Of aw the arts the wind can blow
I dearly love the west
For there the bonnie lassie lives
The lass I love the best
The wild woods grow and rivers row
And many a hill between
Both day and night, my fancy's flight
Is ever with my Jean

[Verse 2]
Blow you westlin winds, blow soft
Among the leafy trees
I hear her voice in ilka bird
Bring hame the laden bees
And bring the lassie back to me
From mountain, shaw or green
Ae blink of her would banish care
Sae lovely is my Jean

[Verse 3]
What sighs and vows among the knowes
Hae past atween us twa
And fain tae meet, I woe tae part
The day she gaed awa
The powers above can only know
To whom my heart has seen
And bring the lassie back to me
Nane can be sae dear tae me
My sweet and lovely Jean