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The lawland lads think they are fine,

But O! they're vain and idly gaudy;

How much unlike the gracefu' mien,

And manly looks of my Highland laddie.

O my bonnie Highland laddie,

My handsome charming Highland laddie;

May heaven still guard, and love reward

The lawland lass and her highland laddie

If I were free at will to choose,

To be the wealthiest Lawland lady,

I'd tak young Donald without trews,

With bonnet blue and belted plaidie.

O my bonny, &c.

The brawest beau in burrows town,

In a' his airs, wi' art made ready,

Compar'd to him, he's but a clown,

He's finer far in's tartan plaidie.

O my bonny, &c.

O'er benty hill wi‘ him I'll run,

And leave my lawland kin and daddie,