i'll love my highland lassie, o.

altho' thro' foreign climes i range,

i know her heart will never change,

for her bosom burns with honour's glow,

my faithful highland lassie, o.

for her i'll dare the billow's roar,

for her i'll trace a distant shore,

that indian wealth may lustre throw

around my highland lassie, o.

she has my heart, she has my hand,

by secret troth and honour's band!

till the mortal stroke shall lay me low,

i'm thine, my highland lassie, o.

farewell the glen sae bushy, o!

farewell the plain sae rashy, o!

to other lands i now must go,

to sing my highland lassie, o.