I'm A-Doun for Lack o' Johnnie (A Little Scottish Fantasy)

I'm o doun, doun, doun I'm a doun for lack o'Johnnie Gine Johnnie kent I was ne weel I'm sure he would come to me But o gin he's forsaken me Och hone what will come o' me I am sad, sad, sad I am sad for lack of Johnnie If Johnnie knew that I was not well I'm sure he would come to me But in the gin-house he has forsaken me Oh now what will become of me