Braw Sailin' On The Sea

There cam a letter yestreen Oor ship mon sail the morn 'Alas' cried the bonnie lass That ever I was born And it's braw sailin on the sea When wind and weather's fair It's better tae be in my love's airms O gin that I were there He's cam tae her fairm hoose At twelve o'clock at noon The lassie being proud-hearted She would not let him in And it's braw sailin on the sea When wind and weather's fair It's better tae be in my love's airms O gin that I were there He's taen the ring from his pocket It cost him guineas three Sayin 'Tak ye that my bonnie lass And aye think weel o' me' And she's taen the ring from her pocket It cost her shillings nine Sayin 'Tak ye that my bonnie lad For I hae changed my mind' And it's braw sailin on the sea When wind and weather's fair It's better tae be in my love's airms O gin that I were there --- Braw Sailin' on the Sea - Kris Drever