There 's nae sorrow there, John, There 's neither cauld nor care, John, The day is aye fair, In the land o' the leal.

[On Bonnie Prince Charlie:] Oh, Charlie is my darling, / My darling, my darling; / Oh, Charlie is my darling, / The young Chevalier.

There 's nae sorrow there, John, There 's neither cauld nor care, John, The day is aye fair, In the land o' the leal.

Gude nicht, and joy be wi' you a'.