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Mid the splendour and the beauty o' the bonnie woods and glens,
Where Leader rins sae cheery as it winds round ilka bend,
They may boast o' Tweed or Ettrick, the Teviout or the Yale,
But gie tae me the Leader and my ain dear Lauderdale.
Chorus
We hae bonnie lads and lassies and we fear nae border toon.
Although we're kind o' wild a wee we're seldom oot o' boonds,
A jolly lot o' fellows, aye hearty, true and hale,
And prood we are tae be the sons o' Bonnie Lauderdale.
Chorus
And when the cornet is presented on the Common Riding morn,
With the flag his predecessors have safe and proudly borne,
Let us all unite and cheer him, half-hearted nae but hale,
And let the eco of your cheers ring out through Lauderdale.
Chorus
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Chorus
Lauderdale! Bonnie Lauderdale!
Dear dear tae me!
I'll sing in praise where ere I go,
o' Bonnie Lauderdale.
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