Highland Minstrel Boy

I ha'e wander'd mony a night in June,

Along the banks of Clyde,

Beneath a bright and bonnie moon,

Wi' Mary at my side:

A summer was she to mine e'e,

And to my heart a joy,

And weel she loo'd to roam wi' me,

Her Highland minstrel boy.

Oh, her presence could on ev'ry star

New brilliancy confer,

And I thought the flow'rs were sweeter far,

When they were seen with her:

Her brow was calm as sleeping sea,

Her glance was full o' joy,

And oh, her heart was true to me,

Her Highland minstrel boy.

I ha'e play'd to ladies fair and gay,

In mony a southron hall;

But there was one far far away,

A world above them all.

And now, though weary years have fled,

I think wi' mournful joy,

Upon the time when Mary wed

Her Highland minstrel boy.