A trooper lad cam’ here last nicht
Wi’ ridin’ he was weary
A trooper lad cam’ here last nicht
When the moon shone bricht and clearly

Chorus
Bonnie lassie I’ll lie near ye noo
Bonnie lassie I’ll lie near ye
An I’ll gar a' yer ribbons reel
Or the morning ere I leave ye

She’s ta’en his heich horse by the heid
An’ she’s led him tae the stable
She’s gi’en him corn an’ hay till ate
As muckle as he was able

She’s ta’en the trooper by the han’
An’ she’s led him tae her chamber
She’s gi’en him breid an’ wine tae drink
An’ the wine it was like amber

She’s made her bed baith lang an’ wide
An’ she’s made it like a lady
She’s ta’en her coatie ower her heid
Says ‘Trooper are ye ready?’

He’s ta’en aff his big top coat
Likewise his hat an’ feather
He’s ta’en his broadsword fae his side
An’ noo he’s doon aside her

They hadna’ been but an oor in bed
An oor an half a quarter
When the drums cam’ beatin up the toon
An’ ilka beat was faster

It’s ‘Up, up’ an oor curnel cries
It’s ‘Up, up an’ awa’ then’
It’s ‘Up, up’ oor curnel cries
For the morn it is oor battle day!

She’s tae’en her cloakie ower her heid
An’ she’s followed him doon tae Stirlin’
She’s grown sae fu’ an’ she couldna boo
An’ they left her in Dunfermline

‘Bonnie lassie I maun leave ye noo
Bonnie lassie I maun leave ye
An’ oh but it does grieve me sair
That ever I lay sae near ye'

It’s ‘when will ye come back again
My ain dear trooper laddie
When will ye come back again
An be your bairnie’s daddy?’

‘O haud your tongue my bonnie lass
Ne’er let this partin grieve ye
When heather cowes grow ousen bows
Bonnie lass I’ll come an’ see ye’

Cheese an’ breid for carles an’ dames,
Corn an’ hay for horses
Cups o’ tea for auld maids
Bonnie lads for bonnie lassies