jockey's taen the parting kiss
air—“bonie ss tak a man.”
jockey's taen the parting kiss,
o'er the mountains he is gane,
and with him is a' my bliss,
nought but griefs with me remain,
spare my love, ye winds that bw,
pshy sleets aing rain!
spare my love, thou feath'ry snaw,
drifting o'er the frozen pin!
when the shades of evening creep
o'er the day's fair, gdsome e'e,
sound and safely may he sleep,
sweetly blythe his waukening be.
he will think on her he loves,
fondly he'll repeat her name;
for where'er he distant roves,
jockey's heart is still the same.