Ha Ye Seen Oot

Ha ye seen oot o my boony lad
And are ye sure he's weel oh,
He's gone ower land wi a stick in his hand,
He's gone to moor the keel Oh,

Yes A've seen your bonnie lad,
Twas on the sea I spied him,
His grave is green but not with grass,
And thoul't niver lie aside him.