A' the airts Songtext / Lyric

O' a' the airts the winds can blaw I dearly le'e the west
It's there a bonnie lassie lives, the lass that I lo'e best
Where wildwoods grow and rivers row and mony's the hil between
Baith day and night my fancie's flight is ever wi' ma Jean

I see her in the dewy floo'ers sae fragrant, fresh and fair
I hear her voice in every bird wha's music charms the air
There's not a bonnie floo'er that springs by fountain, shaw or stream
Nor yet a bonnie bird that sings but minds me o' ma Jean

Sae blaw ye westlin' winds, blaw saft amang thy leafy glens
Your gentle gale ower muir and dale blaw tae that place ye ken
And bring the lass there back tae me that's asye sae fresh and clean
There's nane I'll style aboon her, she's my ain,l my bonnie Jean

What sights and vows amang you knowes hae passed atween us twa
Sae feign tae meet, sae wae tae pairt ere she should gang awa'
The powerd aboon can only know tae whom ma hairt's geen gi'en
There's nane I'll tak' afore her, she's my ain, my bonnie Jean.

O' a' the airts the winds can blaw I dearly le'e the west
It's there a bonnie lassie lives, the lass that I lo'e best
Where wildwoods grow and rivers row and mony's the hil between
Baith day and night my fancie's flight is ever wi' ma Jean