Stirling-O

No lark ascending rides the sky
Nor leaves with early plaintive cry
But I must bid a last goodbye
My last farewell to Stirling O

Though far away my heart's with you
Those happy hours from us they flew
And I must bid a sad adieu
A last farewell to Stirling O

No more I'll wander through the glen
Or rob the roost of the pheasant hen
Nor chase the rabbit to its den
When I [?] far from Stirling O

My comrades all now grieve for me
And one request I'll ask of ye
My faithful dog ye'll keep for me
When I am far from Stirling O

Though far away my heart's with you
Those happy hours from us they flew
And I must bid a sad adieu
A last farewell to Stirling O

Now fare you well my Jeannie dear
I hope you'll find another dear
And shed ye not a bitter tear
When I am far from Stirling O

Though far away my heart's with you
Those happy hours from us they flew
And I must bid a sad adieu
A last farewell to Stirling O

So fare you well for I am bound
For twenty years to Van Diemen's Land
Think of me and what I've done
When I am far from Stirling O

Though far away my heart's with you
Those happy hours from us they flew
And I must bid a sad adieu
A last farewell to Stirling O