Loch Tay Boat Song

When I've done my work of day, and I row my boat away
Doon the waters o' Loch Tay, as the evening light is fading
And I look upon Ben Lawers, where the after glory glows

And I think on two bright eyes, and the melting mouth below
She's my beauteous nighean ruadh, She's my joy and sorrow too
And although she is untrue, well I cannot live without her
For my heart's a boat in tow, and I'd give the world to know
Why she means to let me go, as I sing horee, horo

Nighean ruadh your lovely hair, has more glamour I declare
Than all the tresses rare, 'tween Killin and Aberfeldy
Be they lint white, brown or gold, be they blacker than the sloe
She's no more worth to me, than the melting flake o' snow
Her eyes are like the gleam, o' the sunlight on the stream
And the song the fairies sing, seems like songs she sings at milking
But my heart is full of woe, for last night she bade me go
And the tears begin to flow, as I sing ho-ree, ho-ro