Bonny Boys

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 Oronsay

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 straight to hell

Find a girl who's heart is not for sale

Sing boys sing

Be a tinker or a king

Bow to no one

Fear nothing

Let love in

Dry your tears, I am at peace

With your sweet voices in my ear 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