Ca The Yowes To The Knowes
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 d,
and ye may row me in your pid,
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 cy-cauld death sall blin' my e'e,
ye sall be my dearie.
ca' the yowes, &c.