Sweet closes the ev'ning on Craigieburn Wood,

And blythely awaukens the morrow;

But the pride o' the spring in the Craigieburn Wood

Can yield to me nothing but sorrow.

Chorus.—Beyond thee, dearie, beyond thee, dearie,

And O to be lying beyond thee!

O sweetly, soundly, weel may he sleep

That's laid in the bed beyond thee!

I see the spreading leaves and flowers,

I hear the wild birds singing;

But pleasure they hae nane for me,

While care my heart is wringing.

Beyond thee, &c.

I can na tell, I maun na tell,

I daur na for your anger;

But secret love will break my heart,

If I conceal it langer.

Beyond thee, &c.

I see thee gracefu', straight and tall,

I see thee sweet and bonie;

But oh, what will my torment be,

If thou refuse thy Johnie!

Beyond thee, &c.

To see thee in another's arms,

In love to lie and languish,

'Twad be my dead, that will be seen,

My heart wad burst wi' anguish.

Beyond thee, &c.

But Jeanie, say thou wilt be mine,

Say thou lo'es nane before me;

And a' may days o' life to come

I'l gratefully adore thee,

Beyond thee, &c.

The Bonie Wee Thing

Chorus.—Bonie wee thing, cannie wee thing,

Lovely wee thing, wert thou mine,

I wad wear thee in my bosom,

Lest my jewel it should tine.

Wishfully I look and languish

In that bonie face o' thine,

And my heart it stounds wi' anguish,

Lest my wee thing be na mine.

Bonie wee thing, &c.

Wit, and Grace, and Love, and Beauty,

In ae constellation shine;

To adore thee is my duty,

Goddess o' this soul o' mine!

Bonie wee thing, &c.