The bonny bruicked Lassie she's blue beneath the Eye.  

DOwn by yond River side,  
where early falls the Dew,  
Betwixt my Love and I,  
there were kind Kisses anew;  
There were kind Kisses anew,  
betwixt my Love and I,  
For the bonny bruicked Lassie  
she's blue beneath the Eye.   

Down in yond Garden green  
where Ladies make repair,  
There grows a Tree of Pride  
that once did flourish fair:  
But now the leaves blown off't  
and it's withered with the Frost;  
For my Love he is gone,  
and all my Labour lost.   

I wish I were a Man,  
then if it were my chance,  
In battle for to die  
although it were in France:  
Although it were in France,  
to end my Misery,  
For the bonny bruicked Lassie,  
she's blue beneath the Eye.   

If I thought it not Sin,  
my own self for to slae,  
I'd be revenged on him  
who's wrought me all this Wae,  
Who's wrought me all this Wae,  
and cause of my misery,  
For the bonny bruicked Lassie.  
she's blue beneath the Eye.   

When you go over Seas,  
be cunning in your Craft,  
For when you were at home,  
you did visit me too oft,  
You did visit me too oft,  
the truth I'll tell you plain,  
For there's nothing in my Mind  
but Love for Love again.   
FINIS.