My blessin’s upon thy sweet wee lippie!My blessin’s upon thy e’e-brie!Thy smiles are sae like my blythe sodger laddie,Thou’s aye the dearer, and dearer to me!
But I’ll big a bow’r on yon bonie banks,Whare Tay rins wimplin’ by sae clear;An’ I’ll cleed thee in the tartan sae fine,And mak thee a man like thy daddie dear.