A’ The lads o’ Thorniebank,
When they gaeto the shore o’ Bucky,
They’ll step in an’taka pint
Wi’Lady Onlie, honest Lucky.

Chorus.-Lady Onlie, honest Lucky,
Brews gude ale at shore o’ Bucky;
I wish her sale for her gudeale,
The best on a’the shoreo’ Bucky.

Her house sae bien, her curchsaeclean
I watshe is a daintie chuckie;
And cheery blinks the ingle-gleed
O’Lady Onlie, honest Lucky!
Lady Onlie, &c.