Bonnie Jamie.The twilight hour is stealing,The day is dying fast,Neath the birken tree I’m kneeling,Where Jamie met me last.Where Jamie met me last;While tears fell from mine e’e,But my bonnie, bonnie JamieHas cross’d the stormy sea.The war’s alarms were sounding,For soldiers brave and true,My deary’s heart was bounding,He join’d the army too.He join’d the army too,To fight for liberty,Oh, my bonnie, bonnie JamieHas gone to war to dee.Sin e’er I was a bairnee,My Jamie I ha’ known,The fire of his bright e’e,His voice sae saft and low.His voice sae saft and low,So snood and braw look’d he,Oh, my bonnie, bonnie Jamie,Will I nae mair see thee?I gave unto my dearieA lock of my gowden hair,His sword I buckled cheerie,And kiss’d his brow sae fair.And kiss’d his brow sae fair,Which he gave back to me,Oh, my bonnie, bonnie Jamie,Is a’ the world to me.Brave Mars, thou God of Battle,My heart now speaks to thee,When cannons loudly rattle,On my dearie keep thine e’e.On my dearie keep thine e’e,My prayers I’ll gie to thee,For my bonnie, bonnie Jamie,He’s a’ the world to me.
The twilight hour is stealing,The day is dying fast,Neath the birken tree I’m kneeling,Where Jamie met me last.Where Jamie met me last;While tears fell from mine e’e,But my bonnie, bonnie JamieHas cross’d the stormy sea.The war’s alarms were sounding,For soldiers brave and true,My deary’s heart was bounding,He join’d the army too.He join’d the army too,To fight for liberty,Oh, my bonnie, bonnie JamieHas gone to war to dee.Sin e’er I was a bairnee,My Jamie I ha’ known,The fire of his bright e’e,His voice sae saft and low.His voice sae saft and low,So snood and braw look’d he,Oh, my bonnie, bonnie Jamie,Will I nae mair see thee?I gave unto my dearieA lock of my gowden hair,His sword I buckled cheerie,And kiss’d his brow sae fair.And kiss’d his brow sae fair,Which he gave back to me,Oh, my bonnie, bonnie Jamie,Is a’ the world to me.Brave Mars, thou God of Battle,My heart now speaks to thee,When cannons loudly rattle,On my dearie keep thine e’e.On my dearie keep thine e’e,My prayers I’ll gie to thee,For my bonnie, bonnie Jamie,He’s a’ the world to me.
The twilight hour is stealing,The day is dying fast,Neath the birken tree I’m kneeling,Where Jamie met me last.Where Jamie met me last;While tears fell from mine e’e,But my bonnie, bonnie JamieHas cross’d the stormy sea.The war’s alarms were sounding,For soldiers brave and true,My deary’s heart was bounding,He join’d the army too.He join’d the army too,To fight for liberty,Oh, my bonnie, bonnie JamieHas gone to war to dee.Sin e’er I was a bairnee,My Jamie I ha’ known,The fire of his bright e’e,His voice sae saft and low.His voice sae saft and low,So snood and braw look’d he,Oh, my bonnie, bonnie Jamie,Will I nae mair see thee?I gave unto my dearieA lock of my gowden hair,His sword I buckled cheerie,And kiss’d his brow sae fair.And kiss’d his brow sae fair,Which he gave back to me,Oh, my bonnie, bonnie Jamie,Is a’ the world to me.Brave Mars, thou God of Battle,My heart now speaks to thee,When cannons loudly rattle,On my dearie keep thine e’e.On my dearie keep thine e’e,My prayers I’ll gie to thee,For my bonnie, bonnie Jamie,He’s a’ the world to me.
The twilight hour is stealing,The day is dying fast,Neath the birken tree I’m kneeling,Where Jamie met me last.Where Jamie met me last;While tears fell from mine e’e,But my bonnie, bonnie JamieHas cross’d the stormy sea.
The twilight hour is stealing,
The day is dying fast,
Neath the birken tree I’m kneeling,
Where Jamie met me last.
Where Jamie met me last;
While tears fell from mine e’e,
But my bonnie, bonnie Jamie
Has cross’d the stormy sea.
The war’s alarms were sounding,For soldiers brave and true,My deary’s heart was bounding,He join’d the army too.He join’d the army too,To fight for liberty,Oh, my bonnie, bonnie JamieHas gone to war to dee.
The war’s alarms were sounding,
For soldiers brave and true,
My deary’s heart was bounding,
He join’d the army too.
He join’d the army too,
To fight for liberty,
Oh, my bonnie, bonnie Jamie
Has gone to war to dee.
Sin e’er I was a bairnee,My Jamie I ha’ known,The fire of his bright e’e,His voice sae saft and low.His voice sae saft and low,So snood and braw look’d he,Oh, my bonnie, bonnie Jamie,Will I nae mair see thee?
Sin e’er I was a bairnee,
My Jamie I ha’ known,
The fire of his bright e’e,
His voice sae saft and low.
His voice sae saft and low,
So snood and braw look’d he,
Oh, my bonnie, bonnie Jamie,
Will I nae mair see thee?
I gave unto my dearieA lock of my gowden hair,His sword I buckled cheerie,And kiss’d his brow sae fair.And kiss’d his brow sae fair,Which he gave back to me,Oh, my bonnie, bonnie Jamie,Is a’ the world to me.
I gave unto my dearie
A lock of my gowden hair,
His sword I buckled cheerie,
And kiss’d his brow sae fair.
And kiss’d his brow sae fair,
Which he gave back to me,
Oh, my bonnie, bonnie Jamie,
Is a’ the world to me.
Brave Mars, thou God of Battle,My heart now speaks to thee,When cannons loudly rattle,On my dearie keep thine e’e.On my dearie keep thine e’e,My prayers I’ll gie to thee,For my bonnie, bonnie Jamie,He’s a’ the world to me.
Brave Mars, thou God of Battle,
My heart now speaks to thee,
When cannons loudly rattle,
On my dearie keep thine e’e.
On my dearie keep thine e’e,
My prayers I’ll gie to thee,
For my bonnie, bonnie Jamie,
He’s a’ the world to me.