My Harry was a Gallant gay

 My Harry was a gallant gay, Fu' stately strade he on the plain; But now he's banish far awa, I'll never see him back again. O for him back again, O for him back again, I wad gie a' Knockhaspie's land For Highland Harry back again. When a' the lave gae to their bed, I wander dowie up the glen; I set me down and greet my fill, And ay I wish him back again, O for him back again, O for him back again, I wad gie a' Knockhaspie's land For Highland Harry back again. O were some villains hangit high, And ilka body had their ain! Then I might see the joyfu' sight, My Highlan Harry back again. O for him back again, O for him back again, I wad gie a' Knockhaspie's land For Highland Harry back again.