But dinna ye be saucy O!
Or a’ my love I winna tell
To thee, my black-e’ed lassie O!
It’s no’ thy cheeks o’ rosy hue,
It’s no’ thy little cherry mou’,
It’s a’ because thy heart’s sae true,
My bonnie black-e’ed lassie O!
“It’s no’ the witch glance o’ thy e’e,
Though few for that surpass ye O
That mak’s ye aye sae dear to me,