Mirk an' dreary is the nicht
There's no' a staurn in a' the carry
Lichtnin's gleam athwart the lift
An' the cauld winds drive wi' winter's fury

Oh, are ye sleepin' Maggie?
Oh, and are ye sleepin' Maggie?
Let me in for loud the linn
Is howlin' ower the warlock Craigie

Fearfu' soughs the boortree bank
The rifted wood roars wild and dreary
Loud the iron yett does clank
The cry of hoolits mak's me eerie

Oh, are ye sleepin' Maggie?
Oh, and are ye sleepin' Maggie?
Let me in for loud the linn
Is howlin' ower the warlock Craigie

Abune my breath I daurnae speak
For fear I rouse your waukrife daddy
Cauld's the blast upon my cheek
Arise, arise, my bonnie lady

Oh, are ye sleepin' Maggie?
Oh, and are ye sleepin' Maggie?
Let me in for loud the linn
Is howlin' ower the warlock Craigie
She's op'd the door, she's let him in
She's cuist aside his dreepin' plaidie
What care I for rain or wind
For Maggie noo I'm here aside ye

Oh, are ye sleepin' Maggie?
Oh, and are ye sleepin' Maggie?
Let me in for loud the linn
Is howlin' ower the warlock Craigie

Oh, are ye sleepin' Maggie?
Oh, and are ye sleepin' Maggie?
Let me in for loud the linn
Is howlin' ower the warlock Craigie