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Traditional
   1. Tae the Lords o’ convention 'twas Claver house spoke,
      "E'er the King's crown go down there are crowns to be broke,
      So each cavalier who loves honour and me,
      Let him follow the bonnets o’ Bonnie Dundee.

      Come fill up my cup, come fill up my can,
      Come saddle my horses and call out my men;
      Unhook the West Port and let us gae free,
      For it's up with the bonnets o’ Bonnie Dundee”.

   2. Dundee he is mounted and he rides up the street,
      The bells tae ring backward and the drums tae are beat,
      But the provost douce man says just let it be,
      For the toon is well rid o' that devil Dundee.

      Come fill up my cup, come fill up my can,
      Come saddle my horses and call out my men;
      Unhook the West Port and let us gae free,
      For it's up with the bonnets o’ Bonnie Dundee”.

   3. There are hills beyond Pentland and hills beyond Forth,
      Be there lords in the south, there are chiefs in the north,
      There are brave downie wassles, three thousand times three,
      Cry hey for the bonnets o’ Bonnie Dundee.

      Come fill up my cup, come fill up my can,
      Come saddle my horses and call out my men;
      Unhook the West Port and let us gae free,
      For it's up with the bonnets o’ Bonnie Dundee”.

   4. So awa tae the hills, tae the lee and the rocks,
      Ere I own a usurper I'll couch with the fox,
      So tremble false Whigs in the mid'st o’ yer glee,
      For ye’ve no seen the last o' my bonnets and me.

      Come fill up my cup, come fill up my can,
      Come saddle my horses and call out my men;
      Unhook the West Port and let us gae free,
      For it's up with the bonnets o’ Bonnie Dundee”.

From the collection Songs From Hazzards Huzzah