I've heard them lilting, at our ewe-milking,
Lassies a-lilting before dawn o' day;
But now they are moaning on ilka green loaning,
The Flooers o' the Forest are a'wede away.

Dool and wae for the order sent oor lads tae the Border!
The English for ance, by guile wan the day,
The Flooers o' the Forest, that fought aye the foremost,
The pride o' oor land lie cauld in the clay.

I've heard them lilting at our ewe-milking,
Lassies a-lilting before dawn o' day;
But now they are moaning on ilka green loaning,
The Flooers o' the Forest are a'wede away.