a stranger to this country
No one here that knows me,
Far from my Bonnie darling,
I travel this country both
and my hardships have been
but she jilted me right plain
Oft times she has denied me,
But I'll prove them lyin' folk
if you come along with me
on the plains of Ameri -Key
Give my compliments to Nancy,
she's a lass I'd like for a whirl
I would give my love to Mag gie,
I could roll her in my arms
for a year long into the night
Oh, the ship that's on the salt,
salt sea may sail without a sail
The little wee, wee fishes grow
until they turn into muckle whales
In the middle of the ocean
they may grow their own tree
Before that I prove false to her
that's given her love to me
So send me word, my darling,
On a packet out of leaf, my dear,
with a swift and a pleasant gale
And when that I am landed,
you'll collide your troughs with me,
and we'll sing and dance together
on the plains of America.
