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!