the deil he could na scaith thee,
or aught that wad belang thee;
he'd look into thy bonie face,
and say—“i canna 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 near thee.
return again, fair lesley,
return to caledonie!
that we may brag we hae a lass
there's nane again sae bonie.