The Poetical Works of Robert Burns/Craigie-burn-wood

For other versions of this work, see Craigie-burn-wood ("Sweet closes the evening on Craigie-burn-wood").
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CRAIGIE-BURN-WOOD.

CHORUS.Beyond thee, dearie, beyond thee, dearie,And O to be lying beyond thee,O sweetly, soundly, weel may he sleep,That's laid in the bed beyond thee.
Sweet closes the evening on Craigie-burn-wood,And blythely awakens the morrow;But the pride of the spring in the Craigie-burn-woodCan yield to me nothing but sorrow.Beyond thee, &c.
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I see the spreading leaves and flowers, I hear the wild birds singing;But pleasure they hae nane for me,While care my heart is wringing.Beyond thee, &c.
I canna tell, I maun na tell,I dare na for your anger;But secret love will break my heartIf I conceal it langer.Beyond thee, &c.
I see thee gracefu', straight and tall,I see thee sweet and bonie,If thou refuse thy Johnie!But oh, what will my torments be,Beyond thee, &c.
To see thee in anither's arms,In love to lie and languish,'Twad be my dead, that will be seen,My heart wad burst wi' anguish.Beyond thee, &c.
But Jeanie, say thou wilt be mine,Say, thou lo'es nane before me;An' a' my days o' life to come,I'll gratefully adore thee.Beyond thee, &c.

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