O That's The Lassie O' My Heart |
Robert Burns, 1795
O wat ye wha that lo'es me And has my heart a-keeping? O sweet is she that lo'es me, As dews o' summer weeping, In tears the rosebuds steeping! Chorus: O that's the lassie o' my heart, My lassie ever dearer; O she's the queen o' womankind, And ne'er a ane to peer her.
2. If thou shalt meet a lassie, |
3. If thou hadst heard her talking, And thy attention's plighted, That ilka body talking, But her, by thee is slighted, And thou art all delighted; Chorus:
4. If thou hast met this Fair One, |