Land O The Leal

I'm wearin' awa', John Like snaw-wreaths in thaw, John I'm wearin' awa' To the land o' the leal There's nae sorrow there, John There's neither cauld nor care, John The day is aye fair In the land o' the leal Our bonnie bairn's there, John She was baith gude and fair, John And oh, we grudged her sair To the land o' the leal But sorrow's sel' wears past, John And joy's a-coming fast, John The joy that's aye to last In the land o' the leal Sae dear's the joy was bought, John Sae free the battle fought, John That sinfu' man e'er brought To the land o' the leal O, dry your glistening e'e, John My soul longs to be free, John And Angels beckon me To the land o' the leal Oh, haud ye leal and true, John Your day, it's wearin' through, John And I'll welcome you To the land o' the leal Now fare-ye-weel, my ain John This world's cares are vain, John We'll meet and we'll be fain In the land o' the leal