YOU 'RE welcome, Willie Stewart,
You 're welcome, Willie Stewart;
There 's ne'er a flower that blooms in May
That 's half sae welcome 's thou art.

Come, bumpers high, express your joy,
The bowl we maun renew it;
The tappit-hen gae bring her ben,
To welcome Willie Stewart.

May foes be strong, and friends be slack,
Ilk action may he rue it;
May woman on him turn her back,
That wrangs thee, Willie Stewart.