Wilt thou be my dearie?
When sorrow wrings thy gentle heart,
 ...  wilt thou let me chear thee?
By the treasure of my soul —
That's the love I bear thee —
I swear and vow that only thou
Shall ever be my dearie !
Only thou, I swear and vow,
Shall ever be my dearie !

Lassie, say thou lo'es me,
Or if thou wilt na be my ain,
Say na thou'lt refuse me !
If it winna, canna be,
Thou for thine may choose me,
Let me, lassie, quickly die,
Trusting that thou lo'es me !
Lassie, let me quickly die,
Trusting that thou lo'es me!