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.