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Ye gallants bright, I rede 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 sae 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 rede you a', / Beware o' bonie Ann!