One evening fair I took the air Down by the River Forth To take my ease and to watch the geese Fly in squadrons from the north And there I spied all on the tide I knew in all my life I had never seen such a gentle queen As the bonny maid of Fife Her eyes were like some summer fair In autumns' wisdoms stored A man could find more treasure there Than in any pirates' hoard Her smile so free, as rich as the sea Pierced my heart like any knife As she skipped and she danced all along the sand The bonny maid of Fife And as she danced she sang a tune Of a hue both sweet and sad Its gentle tones could charm the stones Or captivate of any lad The birds began to tune their voices And set the sky alight But their notes were shrill beside the trill Of the bonnie maid of Fife And I have been a traveller bold Far off from Scotland's gate To Holland and to Norway I've plied a roving trade I've seen fair maids in London town I've lived a freeman's life But my heart's full swell is in the spell Of the bonnie maid of Fife But my heart's full swell is in the spell Of the bonnie maid of Fife