Whistle, And Ill Come To You, My Lad
;
but steal me a blink o' your bonie bck e'e,
yet look as ye were na lookin' to me,
yet look as ye were na lookin' to me.
o whistle an' i'll e, &c.
aye vorotest that ye care na for me,
and whiles ye may lightly my beauty a-wee;
but court na aho' jokin' ye be,
for fear that she wile your fancy frae me,
for fear that she wile your fancy frae me.
o whistle an' i'll e, &c.