I ha'e wander'd mony a summer night,
⁠Alang the banks of Clyde,
Beneath the moon's sweet silv'ry light,
⁠Wi' Mary at my side.
A summer was she to mine e'e,
⁠An' to my heart a joy;
An' weel she lo'ed to roam wi' me,
⁠Her Highland Minstrel boy.
I ha'e wander'd mony a summer night, &c.

Oh, her presence could on every star
⁠New brilliancy confer;
And I thought the flowers were sweeter far
⁠When they were seen with her.
Her brow was calm as sleeping sea,
⁠Her glance was full o' joy;
And, oh, her heart was true to me,
⁠Her Highland Minstrel boy.
Oh, her presence could on every star, &c.

I ha'e play'd to ladies, fair and gay,
⁠In mony a southrou hall;
But there was one far, far away,
⁠A world above them all.
​And now, tho' weary years have fled,
⁠I think wi' mournfu' joy
Upon the time when Mary wed
⁠Her Highland Minstrel boy.
I ha'e play'd to ladies, fair and gay, &c.