1.
O, were I on Parnassus hill,
Or had o' Helicon my fill,
That I might catch poetic skill
To sing how dear I love thee!
But Nith maun be my Muses' well,
My Muse maun be my bonie sel',
On Corsincon I'll glowr and spell,
And write how dear I love thee.
2.
Then come, sweet Muse, inspire my lay!
For a' the lee-lang simmer's day
I couldna sing, I couldna say
How much, how dear I love thee.
I see thee dancing o'er the green,
Thy waist sae jimp, thy limbs sae clean,
Thy tempting lips, thy roguish een -
By Heaven and Earth I love thee!
3.
By night, by day, a-field, at hame,
The thoughts o' thee my breast inflame,
And ay I muse and sing thy name -
I only live to love thee.
Tho' I were doom'd to wander on,
Beyond the sea, beyond the sun,
Till my last weary sand was run,
Till then - and then - I'd love thee!

O, were I on Parnassus hill,
Or had of Helicon my fill,
That I might catch poetic skill
To sing how dear I love you!
But (river) Nith must be my Muses' well,
My Muse must be my handsome self,
On Corsincon I will gaze and spell,
And write how dear I love you.

Then come, sweet Muse, inspire my lay!
For all the live-long summer's day
I could not sing, I could not say
How much, how dear I love you.
I see you dancing over the green,
Your waist so neat, your limbs so clean,
Your tempting lips, your roguish eyes -
By Heaven and Earth I love you!

By night, by day, a-field, at home,
The thoughts of you my breast inflame,
And always I muse and sing your name -
I only live to love you.
Though I were doomed to wander on,
Beyond the sea, beyond the sun,
Till my last weary sand was run,
Till then - and then - I would love you!