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What's
this dull town to me?
Robin's not near;
What was't I wished to see?
What wish'd to hear?
Where's all the joy and mirth,
Made this town heav'n on earth?
Oh! they're all fled with thee,
Robin Adair.
What made th' assembly shine?
Robin Adair;
What made the ball so fine?
Robin was there.
And when the play was o'er
What made my heart so sore?
Oh! it was parting with
Robin Adair.
But now thou art far from me,
Robin Adair;
But now I never see
Robin Adair;
Yet him I loved so well
Still in my heart shall dwell;
O, I can ne'er forget
Robin Adair!
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Welcome
on shore again,
Robin Adair!
Welcome once more again,
Robin Adair!
I feel thy trembling hand;
Tears in thy eyelids stand,
To greet thy native land,
Robin Adair!
Long I ne'er saw thee, love,
Robin Adair;
Still I prayed for thee, love,
Robin Adair;
When thou wert far at sea,
Many made love to me,
But still I thought on thee,
Robin Adair!
Come to my heart again,
Robin Adair;
Never to part again,
Robin Adair;
And if thou still art true,
I will be constant too,
And will wed none but you,
Robin Adair!
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