English poem
THE CHARMS of MELODY, SONG 76
by Anonymous
The lowland lads think they are fine, But O they're vain and idly gaudy; How much unlike the graceful mein, And manly looks of my highland laddie! O my bonny highland laddie, My handsome charming laddie May heav'n still guard, and love reward The lowland lass and her highland laddie.
If I were free at will to chuse To be the wealthiest lowland lady; I'd take young Donald in his trews, With bonnet blue and belted plaiddie. O my bonny, &c. No greater joy I'll e'er pretend, Than that his love prove true and steady; Like mine to him, which ne'er shall end, While heav'n preserves my highland laddie. O my bonny, &c.