Songs by Robert Burns

Bob Hay & the Jolly Beggars song book
Where Helen lies

				   
    C      G         F      C
O, that I were where Helen lies! 

 F         C      G      C
Night and day on me she cries; 

    C      G         Am     Em
O, that I were where Helen lies! 

    F        G     C
In fair Kirkconnel lee. 

Curs'd be the hand that shot the shot, 
And curs'd the gun that gave the crack, 
Into my arms bird Helen lap, 
And died for sake o' me. 

I lighted down, my sword did draw, 
I cutted him in pieces sma'; 
I cutted him in pieces sma' 
On fair Kirkconnel lee. 

I wish my grave was growing green, 
A winding sheet put o'er my een, 
And I in Helen's arms lying 
On fair Kirkconnel lee! 

I wish I were where Helen lies! 
Night and day on me she cries; 
O, that I were where Helen lies! 
In fair Kirkconnel lee.