It isna faur frae oor toun
By ony gate that gaes;
It isna faur frae oor toun
Tae gang tae the Buckie Braes;
Whaur the wee linn lowps the craigies
And whaur the cushats cruin;
And the happers in the growthy gress
Are diddlin ower thair tuin;
Wi a chickie-chick-chickerie,
Dickie-dick-dickerie,
Tickie-tick-tickerie,
Jiggety-jig.
Mony a bairn frae oor toun
In the canty simmer-days;
Mony a bairn frae oor toun
Haiks up tae the Buckie Braes,
Whaur the birk links in wi the rodden
And the burnie rinnles doun;
And the happers in the growthy gress
Are diddlin ower thair tuin;
Wi a chickie-chick-chickerie,
Dickie-dick-dickerie,
Tickie-tick-tickerie,
Jiggety-jig.