'I love a lassie, a bonnie, bonnie lassie, She's as pure as the lily in the dell, She's as sweet as the heather, The bonnie purple heather, Mary, ma Scotch Bluebell.
I love a lassie, a bonnie Hielan' lassie, If ye seen her ye would fancy her as well. I met her in September, popp'd the question in November, I'll soon hae her a' to masel'! Her faither has consented, and I'm feelin' quite contented 'I went and sealed the bargain wi' a kiss. I sit and weary, weary, when I think aboot ma deary, An' you'll always hear me singing this:
'I love a lassie, a bonnie, bonnie lassie, She's as pure as the lily in the dell, She's as sweet as the heather, The bonnie purple heather, Mary, ma Scotch Bluebell.'
I love a lassie, a bonnie Hielan' lassie, She can warble like the mavis in the dell. She's an angel ev'ry Sunday, but a jolly lass on Monday; She's as modest as her namesake the bluebell. She's nice, and neat and tidy, And I meet her ev'ry Friday; That's a very special nicht, I wadna miss. I'm enchanted, I'm enraptured, Since ma heart the darlin' captur'd. She's intoxicated me with bliss.
'I love a lassie, a bonnie, bonnie lassie, She's as pure as the lily in the dell, She's as sweet as the heather, The bonnie purple heather, Mary, ma Scotch Bluebell.'
'I love a lassie, a bonnie, bonnie lassie, She's as pure as the lily in the dell, She's as sweet as the heather, The bonnie purple heather, Mary, ma Scotch Bluebell.'
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