I learned this song from my mother as a child. She learned it from an old Jean Redpath record. I think they call this the oral tradition. As I remember it:

The sun rises bright in France and fair sets he
But he has lost the look he had in my ain countrie

It's gladness comes tae mony but sorrow aye tae me
As I look o'er the ocean braid tae my ain countrie

It's no my ain ruin that saddens aye my een
But the love I left in Gallowa' and my bonnie bairnies three

My hairt it ??? ??? Bonnie and smiles my fair Marie
But I left my hairt behind me in my ain countrie.

The bird comes back in summer and the blossom tae the tree
But I’ll gang back ??? Never tae my ain countrie

I'm leal tae high heaven which will be leal tae me
And there I’ll meet ye all richt soon in my ain countrie.

It's traditional (as far as I know) and I've always thought it a Jacobite song--perhaps the voice of Prince Charlie himself, but who knows. The tune is lovely as well, but I don't remember the album title, and it may well be out of print anyway.

Daniel