As when I come tae Glasgow toon; The hillen trips were right before me, And the bonniest lass that e'er I saw, She lived in Glasgow, they called her Peggy
Their chief did meet her father soon, And O! but he was wondrous angry; He said, Ye may tak my owsen and kye, But ye maunna tak my bonnie Peggy. 'O haud your tongue, ye gude auld man, For I've got coos and ewes already; I come na to see your owsen or kye, But I will tae your bonny Peggy.
He set her on his jet-black horse, And he himsel had a fine grey naigie, And they are on mony miles to the north, And nane wi them but the bonny Peggy.
I got now a thousand sheep, A' grazin on yon hills sae bonny, And ilka hundred a shepherd has, Altho I be but a Hieland laddie.
Ox and sheep are bidden good enough but corn stacks are mickel better they will stand in the drift and the snow when the sheep will di wi the wind and the weather.
Ah, but I got fifty acres of land, It's a' plowd and sawn already; I am Lord Donald o the isles, And why sud na Peggy be calld ma lady?
And seein' all yon castles and towers The sun shines down sae bright an bonny I am Lord Donald o the isles,