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.
