Fair Helen of Kirkconnel - Emily Smith

I wish I were where Helen Lies

For night and day on me she cries

For night and day on me she cries

I wish I were where Helen lies

On fair kirkconnell lea

Oh Helen Fair oh Helen chaste

Were I with thee I would be blest

Were I with thee I would be blest

Where thou liest low and at they rest

On fair Kirkconnell lea

Oh Helen fair beyond compare

I'll make a garland of thy hair

I'll make a garland of thy hair

Shall bind my heart for evermair

Until the day I dee

Curst be the heart that hatch'd the thought

And curst the hand that fired the shot

And curst the hand that fired the shot

When in my arms burd Helen dropped

And died to succour me

O think na but my heart was sair

My love dropt down and spake nae mair

My love dropt down and spak nae mair

O think na ye my heart was air

On fair Kirkconnell lea

I found my foe behind a wa'

I lighted doun my sword to draw

Stay was a stafen cartel swa

I hacked him in pieces sma

Who took my love from me

I wish I were where Helen lies

For night and day on me she cries

I wish I were where Helen lies

On fair Kirkconnell lea

Oh I wish I was what Helen lies