Loch Tay Boat Song - The Corries

When I’ve done my work of day

And I row my boat away

Doon the waters of 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

They are worth no more to me

Than the melting flake of snow

Her eyes are like the gleam

O' the sunlight on the stream;

And the songs the fairies sing

Seem 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 horee, horo

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