Here you are - my bonny boys
You're all dressed up to seize the world
And all its toys
I hope it's roses all the way
May you be lauded from Tiree to Arinsay Tell the truth and chain the devil
When you play fair the field is always level
Don't go with jezebels, they'll lead you to straight to hell
Find a girl whose heart is not for sale Sing boys sing
be a tinker or a king
Bow to no-one
Fear nothing
Let love in Try your tears I am at peace
With your sweet voices in my ears
such sweet release
The piper calls and I must heed
When the curlew's flying low please think on me
When the curlew's flying low, please think on me
