Dumbarton's drums, they sound so bonnie
When they remind me of my Jeannie
Such fond delight can steal upon me
When Jeannie kneels and sings to me

Across the fields of bounding heather
Dumbarton tolls the hour of pleasure
A song of love that has no measure
When Jeannie kneels and sings to me

Dumbarton's drums, they sound so bonnie
When they remind me of my Jeannie
Such fond delight can steal upon me
When Jeannie kneels and sings to me

Tis she alone who can delight me
As gracefully, she doth invite me
And when her tender arms enfold me
The blackest night can turn and flee

Dumbarton's drums, they sound so bonnie
When they remind me of my Jeannie
Such fond delight can steal upon me
When Jeannie kneels and sings to me
When Jeannie kneels and sings to me
When Jeannie kneels and kisses me