There was a bonie lass, and a bonie, bonie lass,
And she lo’ed her bonie laddie dear;
TillWar’s loud alarms tore her laddiefraeher arms,
Wi’mony a sigh and tear.
Over sea, over shore, where the cannons loudly roar,
He still was a stranger to fear;
And nochtcould him quail, orhis bosom assail,
Butthe bonielass he lo’edsaedear.