I must away, love, I can no longer tarry
The morning tempest I have to cross
I will be guided without a star, love
Into the arms I love the best

I walked up tae her bedroom windae
I leant my back there against a stane
I whispered softly intae her windae
"My darling lassie, dae ye lie alane?"

She raised her head from her snowy pillow
And with her arms raised across her breast
Said "Who is this at my bedroom windae
Disturbing me at my long night's rest?"

I said, "My true love, it's you own true lover
Open the door now and let me in
For I have come on a long, long journey
And I am drenched untae the skin"

She opened the door then, without a murmur
Opened the door then, and let me in
We gently kissed and embraced each other
And in the mornin' we lay as yin

The day was dawnin', the cocks were crawin'
The birds were whistlin' in every tree
Farewell my true love, for I must leave ye
For now the long night has turned to day
I must away love, I can no longer tarry
The morning tempest I have to cross
I will be guided without a star love
Into the arms I love the best