beware o' bonie ann
ye gallants bright, i rede you right,
beware o' bonie ann;
her comely face sae fu' o' grace,
your heart she will trepan:
her een sae bright, like stars by night,
her skin sae like the swan;
sae jimply lac'd her genty waist,
that sweetly ye might span.
youth, grace, and love attendant move,
and pleasure leads the van:
in a' their charms, and conquering arms,
they wait on bonie ann.
the captive bands may chain the hands,
but love enslaves the man:
ye gallants braw, i rede you a',
beware o' bonie ann!