There Was a Bonie Lass
There was a bonie lass, and a bonie, bonie lass,And she lo’ed her bonie laddie dear;Till War’s loud alarms tore her laddie frae her arms,Wi’ mony a sigh and tear.Over sea, over shore, where the cannons loudly roar,He still was a stranger to fear;And nocht could him quail, or his bosom assail,But the bonie lass he lo’ed sae dear.