Heavenward through our future air,

Princely feast or peasant fare,

What thou darest, I will dare,

Laddie, laddie!

JOCK.

O'er the deep wi' me, lassie,

Will you, will you?

Sail the sounding sea, lassie,

Will you, will you?

Where the lambies, on the braes,

Gambol in the golden haze,

And the solar disc delays

Heaven throughout the happy days,

Lassie, lassie?

JEAN.

O'er the deep wi' thee, laddie,

Will I, will I,

Sail the sounding sea, laddie,

Will I, will I,

Wheresoe'er thy feet delay,

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