Tae the [ D5 ]Lords o' convention 'twas [ G5 ]Claverhouse [ D5 ]spoke
E'er the King's Crown go down there are [ A5 ]crowns to be broke
So [ D5 ]each caviler who loves [ G5 ]honour and [ D5 ]me
Let him follow the [ A5 ]bonnets o' [ D5 ]B?nnie Dundee
 
Chorus
Come [ D5 ]fill up my cup, come [ A5 ]fill up can
Come saddle my horses and [ D5 ]call out my men
Unhook the West [ A5 ]Port and [ D5 ]let us gae [ G5 ]free
For it's [ D5 ]up with the [ A5 ]bonnets o' [ D5 ]B?nnie Dundee
 
Dun[ D5 ]dee he is mounted and [ G5 ]rides up the [ D5 ]street
The bells tae ring backwards, the [ A5 ]drums tae are beat
But the [ D5 ]provost douce man says, [ G5 ]'Just let it [ D5 ]be.'
When the toon is well [ A5 ]rid o' that [ D5 ]devil Dundee
 
Chorus

There are [ D5 ]hills beyond Pentland and [ G5 ]lands beyond [ D5 ]F?rth
Be there lords in the south, there are [ A5 ]chiefs in the north
There are [ D5 ]brave downie wassles three [ G5 ]thousand times [ D5 ]three 
Cry hey for the [ A5 ]bonnets o' [ D5 ]B?nnie Dundee
 
Chorus

Then a[ D5 ]wa tae the hill to the [ G5 ]lee and the [ D5 ]rocks
Ere I own a usurper I'll [ A5 ]crouch with the fox
So [ D5 ]tremble false wigs in the [ G5 ]midst of yer [ D5 ]glee
F?r you've no seen the [ A5 ]last of my [ D5 ]bonnets and me

Chorus