One evening for pleasure I rambled to view the fair fields all alone
Down by the banks of Loch Erin where beauty and pleasure were known
I spied a fair maid at her neighbours
which caused me to stay for a while
And I thought of her goddess of beauty,
the blooming bright star of Bel-Air
I humbled myself to her beauty,
fair maiden where do you belong?
Are you from heaven descended,
abiding in Cupid's fair throne?
Young man I will tell you a secret,
it's true I'm a maid that is poor And
to part from my vows and my promise,
well that's all that my heart can endure
Therefore I'll remain at my service and go through
all my hardship and toil And I'll wait for a lamb
that has left me all alone on the banks of Bel-Air
Young maiden I wish not to banter,
it is true I come here in disguise
I came here to fulfil my last promise
and I hope to give you a surprise
Our homes are made,
I love dearly and you've been in my heart all the while
For me there is no other damsel than
the blooming bright star of Bel-Air