I’d waited and wandered,
and time I had squandered
in search of my bonnie, wee lass.
Through seasons of sorrows
and tragic tomorrows
my missing her just wouldn’t pass.
I felt it worth waiting,
with breath held and bating
for girl with a face, oh, so fair.
For she was my first love,
my one only true love,
my rose of romance, oh, so rare!