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.