Then here's tae the lass there's nane can surpass,
An' may a' that's guid befa' her.
Aye foremaist in the merry ploy
'Mang lads an' lassies on the green;
Tae sing an' dance an' play the game,
Nane blither there than Bonnie Jean.
I've heard the lintie sing his sang,
An' mony fairy dawns I've seen,
But naething could the fancy stir
Or touch ma hert like Bonnie Jean.