O Wert Thou In The Cauld Blast
o wert thou in the cauld blast
o wert thou in the cauld blast,
on yonder lea, on yonder lea,
my plaidie to the angry airt,
i'd shelter thee, i'd shelter thee;
or did misfortune's bitter storms
around thee blaw, around thee blaw,
thy bield should be my bosom,
to share it a', to share it a'.
or were i in the wildest waste,
sae black and bare, sae black and bare,
the desert were a paradise,
if thou wert there, if thou wert there;
or were i monarch o' the globe,
wi' thee to reign, wi' thee to reign,
the brightest jewel in my crown
wad be my queen, wad be my queen.