This text comes from The Scottish Minstrel (First Series), a historical songbook transcribed on Wikisource and reproduced from the pinned revision linked below.
She's sportive as the zephyr that sips of every sweet;
She's fairer than the fairest lily in nature's soft retreat;
Her eyes are like the crystal brook, as bright and clear to see;
Her lips outshine the scarlet flower of bonnie Ellerslie.
O were my love a blossom, when summer skies depart,
I'd plant her in my bosom, and wear her near my heart;
And oft I'd kiss her balmy lips, so beautiful to see,
Which far outshine the scarlet flower of bonnie Ellerslie,
Which far outshine the scarlet flower of bonnie Ellerslie.
O were I king of Scotland's throne, and a' the world beside,
Right glad I'd gie them a' to hae that lovely maid my bride;
And oft I'd kiss her balmy lips, so beautiful to see,
Which far outshine the scarlet flower of bonnie Ellerslie.
Which far outshine the scarlet flower of bonnie Ellerslie.