The Haws of Cromdale/Highland laddie
For other versions of this work, see The Highland Laddie (Burns).
HIGHLAND LADDIE.
The bonniest lad that e'er I saw,
Bonie laddie, highland laddie,
Wore a plaid, and was fu’ braw;
Bonie Highland laddie
On his head a bonnet blue,
Bonie laddie highland laddie,
His loyal heart was firm and true,
Bonie highland laddie.
Trumpets sound and cannons roar,
Bonie lassie, Lowland lassie,
And a’ the hills wi' echoes roar,
Bonie Lowland lassie.
Glory, honour, now invite
Bonie lassie lowland lassie,
For freedom and my King to fight,
Bonie Lowland lassie.
The sun a backward course shall take,
Bonie laddie, highland laddie,
Ere ought thy manly courage shake,
Bonie Highland laddie;
Go, for yourself procure renown,
Bonie laddie, highland laddie,
And for your lawful King his crown,
Bonie highland laddie.