saw ye bonie lesley
o saw ye bonie lesley,
as she gaed o'er the border?
she's gane, like alexander,
to spread her quests farther.
to see her is to love her,
and love but her for ever;
for nature made her what she is,
and never made anither!
thou art a queen, fair lesley,
thy subjects, we before thee;
thou art divine, fair lesley,
the hearts o' men adore thee.
the deil he could na scaith thee,
ht that wad beng thee;
he'd look into thy bonie face,
and say—“i a wrang thee!”
the powers aboon will tent thee,
misfortune sha'na steer thee;
thou'rt like themselves sae lovely,
that ill they'll ne'er let hee.
return again, fair lesley,
return to caledonie!
that we may brag we hae a ss
there's nane again sae bonie.