Why Should I Sit an' Sigh

Why should I sit an' sigh
When the greenwood blooms sae bonnie ?

Laverocks sing, flowerets spring,
A' but me are cheery.
Ochon, O ri ! there's something wanting.

Ochon, O ri ! I'm weary !
Nae young, blithe, an' bonnie lad,
Comes o'er the knowe to cheer me.

Ochon, O ri ! there's something wanting, &c.

When the day wears away,
Sair I look adown the valley,
In a subsequent edition the concluding verse runs thus :—
Sic a carle, to wear away,
An' lye down quiet in the yird,
Just when the glorious usquebae
Is growing cheaper by a third ; —
It winna do — I'll no believe it,
For ne'er was carle sae blythe an' hale ;
Then hey for routh o' barley bree,
An' brave John o' Brackadalo.

Ilka sound wi' a stound
Sets my heart a-thrillirig :
When I see the plover rising,
Or the curlew wheeling,
Then I trow some bonnie lad
Is coming to my shelling.

Ochon ! O ri ! there's something wanting, &c.

Come away, come away,
Herd or hind, or boatman laddie ;
I hae cow, kid and ewe,
Gowd and gear to gain thee !
My wee cot is blessed and happy ;
O 'tis neat and cleanly !
Sweet the brier that blooms beside it,
Kind the heart that's lanely :
Ochon ! O ri ! there's something wanting, &c.