Latha dhomh 's mi sraidearachd
Gu h-àrd os cionn Dhunèidean
'S ann thachair orm an saighdear
Is dh'fhoighneachd e mo sgeul dhiom

Sèist:
Hi rì hill ò hug òirinn o
Hi rì hill ò mo dhèideag
Hi rì hill ò hug òirinn o

'S ann thachair orm an saighdear
Is dh'fhoighneachd e mo sgeul dhiom
'S thuirt e rium a liostaiginn
'S gun sheas mi greis 's gun dh'èist mi

'S thuirt e rium a liostaiginn
'S gun sheas mi greis 's gun dh'èist mi
Is thuirt e rium 's a Ghàidhlig
'S i chiùird as fheàrr bho'n ghrèin i

Is thug e dh'an taigh-òsda mi
On dheònaich e bhi rèidh rium
Is chuir e bean na bainnse
Nam làimh am fianuis cheudan

Is chuir e bean na bainnse
Nam làimh am fianuis cheudan
Mo mhollachd aig an Fhrangach
Na champa chaoidh cha tèid mi

Mo mhollachd aig an Fhrangach
Na champa chaoidh cha tèid mi
'S mo mhollach aig a Chornailier
Cha tug e fòrladh fhèin dhomh

'S mo mhollach aig a Chornailier
Cha tug e fòrladh fhèin dhomh
'S na caileagan a pòsadh
'S nach fhaigh mi còir air tè dhuibh

One day as I strolled
High above Edinburgh
I met the soldier
And he asked me about myself
 [bad word] 
Hi rì hill ò hug òirinn o
Hi rì hill ò mo dhèideag
Hi rì hill ò hug òirinn o

I met the soldier
And he asked me about myself
He asked me if I would enlist
I stood for a while and listened

He asked me if I would enlist
I stood for a while and listened
And he said to me in Gaelic
It's the best profession under the sun

He took me to the inn
Because he wished to befriend me
And he put the Queen's shilling
In my hand witnessed by hundreds

And he put the Queen's shilling
In my hand witnessed by hundreds
My curses on the Frenchman
I will never go to his camp

My curses on the Frenchman
I will never go to his camp
And my curses on the Colonel
He did not even give me leave

And my curses on the Colonel
He did not even give me leave
And the girls are marrying
And I cannot get one of them