As I gaed o'er yon Hieland hill,
I met a bonny lassie;
And she gied me a wink wi the tail o her ee,
And faith but she was saucy.
"Where are ye gaun my bonnie lass?
Where are ye gaun my honey?
Where are ye gaun my bonnie lass?"
"For baccy for my grannie."
Chorus:
Wi ma rovin eye,
Fol di doodle die,
Wi ma rovin fol di derry,
Wi ma rovin eye.
"Oh what is your name my bonnie lass?
What is your name my honey?
What is your name my bonnie lass."
"Oh they cry me bonnie Annie."
"And how old are you my bonnie lass?
How old are you my honey?
How old are you my bonnie lass?"
"I'll be sixteen come Sunday."
"Whaur dae ye sleep my bonnie lass?
Whaur dae ye sleep my honey?
Whaur dae ye sleep my bonnie lass?"
"In a wee bed next my mammy."
"Oh gin I were tae come tae your hoose then,
When the moon is shining clearly;
Would you arise and let me in,
So yer mother wouldn't hear me?"
Oh when I went doun tae the lassie's door,
I found that she was wakened,
Oh but lang, lang e'er the mornin come,
Her mother heard us talkin.
