Ca’ The Yowes To The Knowes

Chorus.-Ca’the yowes to the knowes,
Ca’ them where the heather grows,
Ca’ them where the burnierowes,
My bonie Dearie.

Hark the mavis’ e’ening sang,
Sounding Clouden’s woods amang;
Then a-faulding let us gang,
My bonie Dearie.
Ca’ the yowes, &c.

We’ll gaedown byClouden side,
Thro’ the hazels, spreading wide,
O’er the waves that sweetly glide,
To the moon sae clearly.
Ca’ the yowes, &c.

Yonder Clouden’s silent towers,^1
Where, at moonshine’s midnight hours,
O’er the dewy-bending flowers,
Fairies dance sae cheery.
Ca’ the yowes, &c.

Ghaistnor bogleshalt thou fear,
Thou’rt to Love and Heav’n saedear,
Nochtof ill may come thee near;
My bonie Dearie.
Ca’ the yowes, &c.

Fair and lovely as thou art,
Thou hast stownmy very heart;
I can die-but cannapart,
My bonieDearie.
Ca’the yowes, &c.