Wives of wild Cona glen, wake from your slumbers,
Early I woke this morn, early I woke this morn,
Woke to alarm you with music’s wild numbers.
Slain is the cattle boy, cattle boy, cattle boy,
Slain is the cow-boy while you soundly slumbered;
Lifted your cattle are, lifted your cattle are,
Slain are your herdsmen, by foemen outnumbered.
Iain du Beeroch du, Beeroch du, Beeroch du,
Iain du Beeroch du is off with the plunder.
Wives of wild Cona glen, Cona glen, Cona glen,