I ha'e naebody now, I ha'e naebody now To meet me upon the green Wi' light locks waving o'er her brow And joy in her deep blue e'en Wi' the raptured kiss and the happy smile And the dance o' the lightsome fay And the wee bit tale o' the news the while That had happened when I was away There's naebody kens, there's naebody kens And oh, may they never prove That sharpest degree o' agony For the child o' their earthly love To see a flower in its vernal hour By slow degrees decay Then, calmly aneath the hand o' death Breathe its sweet soul away Oh, dinna break, my poor auld heart Nor at thy loss repine For the unseen hand that threw the dart Was sent frae her Father and thine Yet I maun mourn, and I will mourn Even till my latest day For though my darling can never return I can follow the sooner away