Why should I sit and sigh,
Puin' bracken, Puin' bracken
Why should I sit and sigh
On the hillside dreary?
When I see the plover rising
Or the curlew wheeling,
Then I trow my mortal lover,
Back to me is stealing.
Why should I sit and sigh,
Puin' bracken, Puin' bracken
Why should I sit and sigh,
All alone and weary?
Why should I sit and sigh,
Puin' bracken, Puin' bracken
Why should I sit and sigh,
all alone and weary?
Why should I sit and sigh,
Puin' bracken, Puin' bracken
Why should I sit and sigh,
all alone and weary?
Ah! But there is something wanting.
Oh! But I am weary.
Come my blithe and bonny lad
Come o'er the knolls to cheer me.
Why should I sit and sigh,
Puin' bracken, Puin' bracken
Why should I sit and sigh,
parted fae my dearie.