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 and blythe were the b'inks o' her bonny black e'e
Her face to enchanting, so neat and so handsome,
 my heart soon belonged to the lass o' Glenshee.

I kiss'd and caress'd her and said my dear lassie,
 if you will but gang to St Johnstone wi' me.
There's nane of the fair shall set foot on the causey,
 with cleading ruair frae that the lass o' Glenshee.
A carriage for leasure ye shall hae to ride in
 and fouk shall Men when they speak unto thee,
Servant ye shall hae for to do your bidden,
 I'll mak you my lady the lass o' Glenshee.

Mock me nae mair wi' your carriage to ride in,
 nor think that your grandeur I've luc a flee,
I would think mysel' happy in coble o' puding,
 wi' an Innocent herd on the hills o' Glenshee
Believe me dear lassie Caledonia's clear waters,
 may alter their course and run back frae the sea
Her brave hardy sons may submit to be in fetters
 but cease and believe not such baseness in me.

The Lark may forget to rise in the morning,
 the spring may forget to revive on the lee,
But never will I while my senses govern me,
 forget to be kind to the lass o' Glenshee.
O let me alone for I'm sure I would blunder,