My Sandy gied to me a ring,
Was a’beset wi’diamonds fine;
ButI gied him a far better thing,
I gied my heart in pledge o’ his ring.
Chorus.-My Sandy O, my Sandy O,
My bonie, bonieSandy O;
Tho’ the love that I owe
To thee I dare nashow,
Yet I love my love in secret, my Sandy O.
My Sandybraka piece o’gowd,
While down his cheeks the sauttears row’d;
He took a hauf, and giedit to me,
And I’ll keep it tillthe hour I die.
My Sand O, &c.