It was upon a Lammas night
When corn rigs are bonnie,
Beneath the moon's unclouded light
I held a while to Annie.
The time went by with careless haid
'Til 'tween the late and early,
With small persuasion she agreed
To see me through the barley.
Corn Rigs and barley rigs
Corn rigs are bonny
I'll not forget that Lammas night
Among the rigs wi' Annie.

The sky was blue, the wind was still,
The moon was shining clearly.
I set her down wi' right good will
Amang the rigs o' barley.
I kept her heart, was a' my own.
I loved her most sincerely.
I kissed her o'er and o'er again
Amang the rigs of barley.
Corn Rigs and barley rigs
Corn rigs are bonny
I'll not forget that Lammas night.
Among the rigs wi' Annie