Paddy Goes To Holyhead - Back O' The Northwind lyrics

In the grey of the gloomin' there sits an old man With a glint in his eye and a gla** in his hand And he sings tae the new day when the old day is done Cryin' where are my daughters and where are my sons It's rovin' for pleasure by mountain and stream Rovin' for sorrow of whiskey from dreams Rovin' for fortune on a far foreign shore At the back o' the northwind it's rovin' no more The old woman pools at the ol' shuttle wheel She sings of the cradle the plow and the creel She sings tao the berns as she weaves and she stems An old womens song tae the tune o' the winds It's rovin' for pleasure by mountain and stream Rovin' for sorrow of whiskey from dreams Rovin' for fortune on a far foreign shore At the back o' the northwind it's rovin' no more There's a maiden who scatters the seed on the land But the wind takes it's share of the seed from her hand That others might harvest what Scotland can sow As far as the blast of the northwind can blow It's rovin' for pleasure by mountain and stream Rovin' for sorrow of whiskey from dreams Rovin' for fortune on a far foreign shore At the back o' the northwind it's rovin' no more At the back o' the northwind it's rovin' no more