song—my highland lassie, o
tune—“the deuks dang o'er my daddy.”
nae gentle dames, tho' e'er sae fair,
shall ever be my muse's care:
their titles a' arc empty show;
gie me my highland lassie, o.
chorus.—within the glen sae bushy, o,
aboon the plain sae rashy, o,
i set me down wi' right guid will,
to sing my highland lassie, o.
o were yon hills and vallies mine,
yon palace and yon gardens fine!
the world then the love should know
i bear my highland lassie, o.
but fickle fortune frowns on me,
and i maun cross the raging sea!
but while my crimson currents flow,