Chorus.-Bonie wee thing, canniewee thing,
Lovely wee thing, wert thou mine,
I wadwear thee in my bosom,
Lest my jewel it should tine.

Wishfully I look and languish
In that bonie face o’ thine,
And my heart it stounds wi’anguish,
Lest my wee thing be namine.
Bonie wee thing, &c.

Wit, and Grace, and Love, and Beauty,
In aeconstellation shine;
To adore thee is my duty,
Goddess o’ this soul o’mine!
Bonieweething, &c.