I.
Oh! I am come to the low countrie,
Och-on, och-on, och-rie!
Without a penny in my purse,
To buy a meal to me.
II.
It was na sae in the Highland hills,
Och-on, och-on, och-rie!
Nae woman in the country wide
Sae happy was as me.
III.
For then I had a score o’ kye,
Och-on, och-on, och-rie!
Feeding on yon hills so high,
And giving milk to me.
IV.
And there I had three score o’ yowes,
Och-on, och-on, och-rie!
Skipping on yon bonnie knowes,
And casting woo’ to me.
V.
I was the happiest of a’ the clan,
Sair, sair, may I repine;
For Donald was the brawest lad,
And Donald he was mine.