O WAT ye wha that loes me
And has my heart a-keeping?
O sweet is she that loes me,
As dews o summer weeping,
In tears the rosebuds steeping!
Chorus.O thats the lassie o my heart,
My lassie ever dearer;
O shes the queen o womankind,
And neer a ane to peer her.
If thou shalt meet a lassie,
In grace and beauty charming,
That een thy chosen lassie,
Erewhile thy breast sae warming,
Had neer sic powers alarming;
O thats the lassie, &c.
If thou hadst heard her talking,
And thy attentions plighted,
That ilka body talking,
But her, by thee is slighted,
And thou art all delighted;
O thats the lassie, &c.
If thou hast met this Fair One,
When frae her thou hast parted,
If every other Fair One
But her, thou hast deserted,
And thou art broken-hearted,
O thats the lassie o my heart,
My lassie ever dearer;
O thats the queen o womankind,
And neer a ane to peer her.