This text comes from The Book of Scottish Song, edited by Alexander Whitelaw, a historical songbook transcribed on Wikisource and reproduced from the pinned revision linked below.
O send Lewie Gordon hame,
And the lad I daurna name;
Though his back be at the wa',
Here's to him that's far awa'!
Ochon, my Highlandman!
O my bonnie Highlandman!
Weel would I my true love ken,
Amang ten thousand Highlandmen.
O! to see his tartan trews,
Bonnet blue, and laigh-heel'd shoes,
Philabeg aboon his knee!
That's the lad that I'll gang wi'.
Ochon, &c.
This lovely youth of whom I sing,
Is fitted for to be a king;
On his breast he wears a star:
You'd tak' him for the god of war.
Ochon, &c.
O! to see this princely one
Seated on a royal throne!
Disasters a' would disappear;
Then begins the jub'lee year.
Ochon, &c.