[Verse 1]
Oh, there's a gallant landscape that ever you did see
It lies between old Canada and the Atlantic sea
It's covered all o'er with flowers and decked with bending greens
It is the pleasantest place to meet, that lies on lake Champlain

[Verse 2]
Oh, on this lake's fair bosom sweet Mary swiftly glides
Above its sparkling waters where playful fishes hide
The birds were singing in the air, there most delightful glee
It's seemed to me a madrigal directed onto me

[Verse 3]
Oh, I sat down by Mary's sidе and I told her my desire
I claspеd her to my bosom, I asked her to be mine
She answered me with a blinding smile, that she would be my mate
She is the lovely Mary, the lily of the lake