C 
Hie upone Highlands, 
F             C 
and lay upon tay. 
C 
Bonnie George Campbell 
      G 
rode out on a day. 
C 
He saddled, and bridled, 
     F          C 
so gallant rode he. 
C 
And hame cam his guid horse, 
      G       C 
but never cam he. 

C            
Out cam his mother dear, 
F            C 
greeting fu sair. 
C 
Out cam his bonnie bryde, 
G 
riving her hair. 
C 
"The meadow lies green, 
     F             C 
and the corn is unshorn. 
C 
The barn, it is empty, 
     G      C 
the baby unborn!" 
C 
Saddled and bridled 
      F         C 
and booted rode he, 
C 
A plume in his helmet, 
    G 
a sword at his knee. 
C 
But toom cam his saddle 
F              C 
all bloody to see. 
C 
Oh, hame cam his guid horse, 
      G        C 
but never cam he.