The Black-bird/Highland Harry

For other versions of this work, see My Harry was a Gallant gay.

Highland Harry.

My Harry was a gallant gay,Fu‘ stately strade he on the plain;But now he’s banish'd far away,I’ll never see him back again.
  O for him back again!  O for him back again!
I wad gi’e a’ Knockhaspie’s landFor Highland Harry back again. When a’ the lave gae to their bed,I wander dowie up the glen;I sit me down, and greet my fill,And ay I wish him back again.
    O for him, &c.