As she gaed o'er the Border？
She's gane like Alexander
To spread her conquests farther.
To see her is to love her
And love but her for ever；
For Nature made her what she is
And ne'er made sic anither！
Thou art a queen fair Lesley
Thy subjects we before thee；
Thou art divine fair Lesley
The hearts o' men adore thee.
The Deil he could na scaith thee
Or aught that wad belang thee；
He'd look into thy bonnie face
And say I canna wrang thee！
The Powers aboon will tent thee；
Misfortune sha' na steer thee；
Thou'rt like themselves sae lovely
That ill they'll ne'er let near thee.
Return again fair Lesley
Return to Caledonie！
That we may brag we hae a lass
There's nane again sae bonnie.