โหลดเพลง mp3 My Ain Folk - Carl Wilson

Far frae my hame I wander but still my thoughts return
To my ain folk over yonder in the sheiling by the burn
I see the cosy ingle and the mist upon the brae
With joy and sadness mingle as I list some auld world lay
And it' oh but I'm longing for my ain folk

Though they be but lowly pure and plain folk
I am far across the sea but my heart will never be
At home in dear old Scotland wi' my ain folk

O' their absent ane they're telling
The auld folk by the fire:
And I mark the swift tears welling
As the ruddy flame leaps high'r
How the mither wad caress me
Were I but by her side:
Now she prays that Heav'n will bless me
Tho' the stormy seas divide
And it's oh but I'm longing
For my ain folk

Tho' they be but lowly
Puir and plain folk

I am far across the sea
But my heart will ever be

At home in dear auld Scotland
Wi' my ain folk
At home in dear auld Scotland
Wi' my ain folk
My Ain Folk - Carl Wilson