There?s no a star in a? the carry
 Lightening gleams across the sky
 And winds they blaw wi winter fury

 O are you sleeping Maggie
 O are you sleeping Maggie
 Let me in , for loud the linn
 Is roaring o?er the warlocks craigie

 Fearfu? flows the boortree bank
 The rifted wood roars wild and dreary
 Loud the iron yett does clank
 And cry of howlets mak me eerie

 Aboon my breath I daurna speak
 For fear I?ll rouse your wakeful daddie
 Cauld?s the blast upon my check
 O rise, O rise, my bonnie lassie

 She?s op?ed the door, she?s let him in
 He?s cruist aside his dreeping plaidie
 Ye can blow ye worst, ye winds and rain
 Since Maggie noo I?m in aside thee

 O noo that you?re wakin, Maggie
 O noo that you?re wakin, Maggie
 What care I for howlets cry
 For roaring linn or warlock?s craigie