Beware O' Bonie Ann

      Ye gallants bright, I rede you right,      Beware o' bonie Ann;      Her comely face sae fu' o' grace,      Your heart she will trepan:      Her een sae bright, like stars by night,      Her skin sae like the swan;      Sae jimply lac'd her genty waist,      That sweetly ye might span.       Youth, Grace, and Love attendant move,      And pleasure leads the van:      In a' their charms, and conquering arms,      They wait on bonie Ann.      The captive bands may chain the hands,      But love enslaves the man:      Ye gallants braw, I rede you a',      Beware o' bonie Ann!