Oh my love she's but a lassie yet
Oh my love she's but a lassie yet
We'll let her stand a year or twa
She'll no be half sae saucy yet.

I rue the day I sought her, O
I rue the day I sought her, O
Wha gets her needs na say she's woo'd
But he may say he's bought her, O!

Come draw a drap o' the best o't yet
Come draw a drap o' the best o't yet
Gae seek for pleasure where you will
But here I never missed it yet.

I rue the day I sought her, O
I rue the day I sought her, O
Wha gets her needs na say she's woo'd
But he may say he's bought her, O!

We're a' dry wi' drinkin' o't
We're a' dry wi' drinkin' o't
The minister kiss'd the fiddler's wife
He could na preach for thinking o't.

I rue the day I sought her, O
I rue the day I sought her, O
Wha gets her needs na say she's woo'd
But he may say he's bought her, O!

Oh my love she's but a lassie yet
Oh my love she's but a lassie yet
We'll let her stand a year or twa
She'll no be half sae saucy yet.

I rue the day I sought her, O
I rue the day I sought her, O
Wha gets her needs na say she's woo'd
But he may say he's bought her, O!