Good Morn Faire Lady.
  Good Morning to you.
   For Christmas time has come so true.

When Leslie's head turns from her sleep
   Awakes to sun and clear air to breathe
     Night's gloom is shed and day begins.

Each wave that rolls upon her shore
  Sends another breath to her who bore
   Such fine children who grace her door

When then the year ends for hound and men
  Dear Leslie will sing with all that who
   Rejoice the New Year for me and you.

So join with Her on the happy day
That commemorates our Saviour's ways
  And hug her dearly as she says,

    Merry Christmas to all of you
        And a grand and happy new year too.