'twas na her bonie blue e'e
tune—“laddie, lie near me.”
'twas na her bonie blue e'e was my ruin,
fair tho' she be, that was ne'er my undoin';
'twas the dear smile when nae body did mind us,
'twas the bewitching, sweet, stown glance o' kindness:
'twas the bewitching, sweet, stown glance o' kindness.
sair do i fear that to hope is denied me,
sair do i fear that despair maun abide me,