G
Chor Oh, are ye sleeping, maggie?
D
Oh, are ye sleeping, maggie?
Em             G
Let me in, for loud the linn
  C                         Em      
Is roarin' o'er the warlock craigie

Fearfu' soughs the boortree bank
The rifted wood roars wild and dreary.
Loud the iron yett does clank,
And cry of howlets makes me eerie.

Chor

 

Abune my breath I daurna speak
For fear I rouse your waukrife daddie;
Cauld's the blast upon my cheek,
O rise, rise my bonnie lady.

Cho

 

She oped the door, she let him in
He cuist aside his dreepin' plaidie.
'Blaw your warst, ye rain and win'
Since, maggie, now I'm in aside ye.

Chor

 

Now, since ye're wauken, Maggie,
Now, since ye're wauken, Maggie,
What care I for howlet's cry,
For boortree bank or warlock craigie