i was the happiest of a' the clan,
sair, sair, may i repine;
for donald was the brawest man,
and donald he was mine.
till charlie stewart cam at last,
sae far to set us free;
my donald's arm was wanted then,
for scotland and for me.
their waefu' fate what need i tell,
right to the wrang did yield;
my donald and his country fell,
upon culloden field.
oh i ame to the low countrie,
ochon, ochon, ochrie!
nae woman in the warld wide,
sae wretched now as me.