Bonnie James Campbell

Booted and spurred and bridled rode he
A plume in his saddle and a sword at his knee
Back come his saddle all bloody to see
Back come his steed but never come he

Ridin' on the highlands, steep was the way
Ridin' on the lowlands, hard by the Tay
Out come his old mother, with feet also bare
Out come his bonnie bride, riving off her hair

The meadow's all a-fallin', the sheep all unshorn
The house is a-leakin' and the babies unborn
But Bonnie James Campell nowhere you see
With a plume in his saddle and sword at his knee
Back to home come his saddle all bloody to see
Home come the steed but never come he