Beware O Bonie Ann

(Robert Burns)



Ye gallants bright, I red you right,

Beware o' bonie Ann!

Her comely face sae fu' o grace,

Your heart she will trepan:

Her een sae bright, like stars by night,

Her skin is like the swan;

Sae jimply lac'd, her genty waist,

That sweetly ye might span.

Youth, Grace, and Love attendant move,

And Pleasure leads the van:

In a' their charms, and conquering arms,

They wait on bonie Ann.

The captive bands may chain the hands

But Love enslaves the man:

Ye gallants braw, I red you a',

Beware o bonie Ann.

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