284. Song—Ca' the Yowes to the Knowes (older set)

 Chorus.
—Ca’ the yowes to the knowes,
Ca’ them where the heather grows,
Ca’ them where the burnie rowes,
 My bonie dearie


AS I gaed down the water-side,
There I met my shepherd lad:
He row’d me sweetly in his plaid,
 And he ca’d me his dearie.

 Ca’ the yowes, &c.



Will ye gang down the water-side,
And see the waves sae sweetly glide
Beneath the hazels spreading wide,
 The moon it shines fu’ clearly.

 Ca’ the yowes, &c.



Ye sall get gowns and ribbons meet,
Cauf-leather shoon upon your feet,
And in my arms ye’se lie and sleep,
 An’ ye sall be my dearie.

 Ca’ the yowes, &c.



If ye’ll but stand to what ye’ve said,
I’se gang wi’ thee, my shepherd lad,
And ye may row me in your plaid,
 And I sall be your dearie.

 Ca’ the yowes, &c.



While waters wimple to the sea,
While day blinks in the lift sae hie,
Till clay-cauld death sall blin’ my e’e,
 Ye sall be my dearie.

 Ca’ the yowes, &c.

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