1.
O, saw ye my dearie, my Eppie Macnab?
O, saw ye my dearie, my Eppie Macnab?
' She's down in the yard, she's kissin the laird,
She winna come hame to her ain Jock Rab!'
2.
O, come thy ways to me, my Eppie Macnab!
O, come thy ways to me, my Eppie Macnab!
Whate'er thou has done, be it late, be it soon,
Thou's welcome again to thy ain Jock Rab.
3.
What says she, my dearie, my Eppie Macnab?
What says she, my dearie, my Eppie Macnab?
' She lets thee to wit that she has thee forgot,
And for ever disowns thee, her ain Jock Rab.'
4.
O, had I ne'er seen thee, my Eppie Macnab!
O, had I ne'er seen thee, my Eppie Macnab!
As light as the air and as fause as thou's fair,
Thou's broken the heart o' thy ain Jock Rab!

O, saw you my dear, my Eppie Macnab?
O, saw you my dear, my Eppie Macnab?
' She is down in the yard, she is kissing the laird,
She will not come home to her own Jock Rab!'

O, come your ways to me, my Eppie Macnab!
O, come your ways to me, my Eppie Macnab!
Whatever you have done, be it late, be it soon,
You are welcome again to your own Jock Rab.

What says she, my dear, my Eppie Macnab?
What says she, my dear, my Eppie Macnab?
' She lets you to know that she has you forgot,
And for ever disowns thee, her ain Jock Rab.'

O, had I never seen you, my Eppie Macnab!
O, had I never seen you, my Eppie Macnab!
As light as the air and as false as you are fair,
You have broken the heart of your own Jock Rab!