The saddest song for me is this old Scottish Jacobite song. Jamie is King James VIII and III, the old Pretender. It also has a haunting tune - I bawl every time I sing it.By yon castle wa' at the close of the day,
I heard a man sing, though his head it was grey
And as he was singing, his tears down came -
"There'll never be peace till Jamie comes hame!"The church is in ruins; the state is in jar,
Delusion, oppression and murderous war,
We dare na weel say't but we ken wha's to blame -
There'll never be peace till Jamie comes hame!My seven braw sons for Jamie drew sword,
But now I greet round their green beds in the yerd;
It brak the sweet heart o my faithfu' auld dame -
There'll never be peace till Jamie comes hame!Now life is a burden that bows me down,
Sin I tint my bairns and he tint his crown;
But till my last moments my words are the same -
There'll never be peace till Jamie comes hame!HTML line breaks added. --JoeClone, 6-Oct-02.