My love, he stands in yon chaumer doorCombin’ doon his yella hairHis curly locks I like tae seeI wonder if my love minds on meChorus (after each verse):Will ye gang, love, and leave me noo?Will ye gang, love, and leave me noo?Wid ye forsake yer ain love trueAnd gang wi’ a lass that ye never knew?I wish, I wish, I wish in vainI wish I were a maid againBut a maid again I’ll never be’Til an apple grows on an orange treeI wish, I wish my babe was bornI wish it lay in daddie’s armsAnd I masel were deid and goneAnd the wavin’ grass all ower me growin’As lang’s my apron did bide doonHe followed me frae toon tae toonBut noo it’s up and abune my kneeMy love gaes by but he kens na meMak my grave baith lang and deepAnd put a rose at my head and feetAnd in the middle a turtle doveLet the people know I died for love