Caledonia A sailor an his true love sat doon to mak’ their moan When by cam’ ane o’ their ain countrymen Sayin’ Rise up my bonnie lassie, mak’ haste and come awa’ There’s a vessel lyin’ bound for Caledonia And oh, says the sailor, Are ye willin for to pay? Five hundred guineas, before on board ye gae I’ll pay them plack and farthing, before on board I go If you’ll tak’ me tae my bonny Caledonia But oh says the sailor, Her money we will take And when she’s on the seas, we will throw her over deck Or sell her for a slave, long before they know she’s gone And she’ll never see her bonny Caledonia But, oh says the captain, That’ll never do For there are no slaves sold intil oor country noo They would hand us ane and a’, they would hang us every man If we sold her for a slave in Caledonia. Well said the sailor, She’s lyin’ doon below She’s bound hand and foot and ready overboard to throw She’s bound hand and foot ready overboard to throw And she’ll never see her bonny Caledonia So the captain away to the fair maid has gane Saying what is the reason that ye lie here so lang? Saying what is the reason that ye lie here ava? For ye’ve paid your passage dear to Caledonia And oh says the lassie oh, wae is me That ever I was born sic hardships for to see But the sailor’s got a lassie he likes better far than me And it causes me to weep for Caledonia So the captain away to the sailor has gane He’s ta’en him by the neck and him overboard has thrown Saying Tak this cup o’ water, though the liquor be but sma’ And drink your lassie’s health in Caledonia And they’ve sailed east, and they’ve sailed west Until they reached the land that they loved the best For the winds they did beat and the seas they did roar And they’ve all arrived safe in Caledonia And they hadna been there but three quarters o’ a year When fine silks and satins he’s made for her to wear When in fine silks and satins he’s made for her to go Now she’s the captains’ wife in Caledonia