THERE was a bonie lass, and a bonie, bonie lass,
And she loed her bonie laddie dear;
Till Wars 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 loed sae dear.
509. SongFragmentThere was a Bonie Lass
written byRobert Burns
© Robert Burns