The Girl I Left Behind Me

The ties that bind me and you

Are broken for now till homecoming

The glinting stone on your finger

Reminds you my ring of bond.

Oh the streaming locks of my lady

Thou bother not my beauty, my love,

When lying on cottage cushion in night

Pamper her, love her, and care for her.

Oh my lass of love on this cliff

Here rides me my horse to the field 

Split of thine and mine to this morning

Just a separation of fog and landscape.