Tae the [ D ]Lords o' convention 'twas [ G ]Claverhouse [ D ]spoke
E'er the King's Crown go down there are [ A ]crowns to be broke
So [ D ]each caviler who loves [ G ]honour and [ D ]me
Let him follow the [ A ]bonnets o' [ D ]B?nnie Dundee
 
Chorus
Come [ D ]fill up my cup, come [ A ]fill up can
Come saddle my horses and [ D ]call out my men
Unhook the West [ A ]Port and [ D ]let us gae [ G ]free
For it's [ D ]up with the [ A ]bonnets o' [ D ]B?nnie Dundee
 
Dun[ D ]dee he is mounted and [ G ]rides up the [ D ]street
The bells tae ring backwards, the [ A ]drums tae are beat
But the [ D ]provost douce man says, [ G ]'Just let it [ D ]be.'
When the toon is well [ A ]rid o' that [ D ]devil Dundee
 
Chorus

There are [ D ]hills beyond Pentland and [ G ]lands beyond [ D ]F?rth
Be there lords in the south, there are [ A ]chiefs in the north
There are [ D ]brave downie wassles three [ G ]thousand times [ D ]three 
Cry hey for the [ A ]bonnets o' [ D ]B?nnie Dundee
 
Chorus

Then a[ D ]wa tae the hill to the [ G ]lee and the [ D ]rocks
Ere I own a usurper I'll [ A ]crouch with the fox
So [ D ]tremble false wigs in the [ G ]midst of yer [ D ]glee
F?r you've no seen the [ A ]last of my [ D ]bonnets and me

Chorus