MY blessins upon thy sweet wee lippie!
My blessins upon thy ee-brie!
Thy smiles are sae like my blythe sodger laddie,
Thous aye the dearer, and dearer to me!
But Ill big a bowr on yon bonie banks,
Whare Tay rins wimplin by sae clear;
An Ill cleed thee in the tartan sae fine,
And mak thee a man like thy daddie dear.