howng and dreary is the night

howng and dreary is the night

when i am frae my dearie;

i restless lie frae e'en to morn

though i were ne'er sae weary.

chorus.—for oh, hernely nights areng!

and oh, her dreams are eerie;

and oh, her window'd heart is sair,

that's absent frae her dearie!

when i think on the lightsome days