Yon rosebuds in the morning dew
How pure amang the leaves sae green
But purer was the lover's vow
They witnessed in their shade yestreen
Chorus:
Bonnie was yon rosie briar
That bloomed sae far from haunt o' man
Bonnie she and o' how dear
It shaded frae the evening sun
All in its rude and prickly bower
That crimson rose, how sweet and fair
But love is far the fairer flower
Amid life's thorny path o' care
The pathless wild, and wimpling burn,
Wi' Chloris in my arms, be mine,
And I the warld nor wish nor scorn,
Its joys and griefs alike resign !