When wild wars deadly blast was blawn And gentle peace returning Wi mony a sweet baby faitherless And mony a widow mourning I left the lines and tented field Where lang I'd been a lodger My humble knapsack aa my wealth A poor and honest soldier A leal, light heart was in my breast My hand unstained wi plunder And for fair Scotia hame again I cheery on did wander I thoucht upon the banks of Coil I thoucht upon my Nancy And ay I mindt her witching smile That caught my youthful fancy At length I reached the bonny glen Where early life I sported I passed the mill and trysting thorn Where Nancy oft I courted She gazed and reddened like a rose Syne pale like ony lily She sank within my arms and cried Art thou my ain dear Willie? The wars are o'er and I"m come hame And find thee still true hairted Though poor in gear, we're rich in love And mair we'se ne'er be pairted Oh said she my grandfather left me gowd A mailin plenished fairly And come my faithful soldier boy Thou"rt welcome to it dearly For gold the merchant ploughs the main The farmer ploughs the manor But glory is the soldiers prize The soldiers wealth is honour The brave poor soldier neer despise Nor count him as a stranger Remember he's his countrys stay In day and hour of danger