Ca' The Yowes To The Knowes

Chorus
Ca' the yowes to the knowes,
Ca' them whare the heather grows,
Ca' them whare the burnie rowes,
My bonie dearie!
1.
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.
2.
'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.'
3.
'I was bred up in nae sic school,
My shepherd lad, to play the fool,
An' a' the day to sit in dool,
An' naebody to see me.'
4.
'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.'
5.
'If ye'll but stand to what ye've said,
I'se gang wi' you, my shepherd lad,
And ye may row me in your plaid,
And I sall be your dearie.'
6.
'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.'

Drive The Ewes To The Knolls

Chorus
Drive the ewes to the knolls,
Drive them where the heather grows,
Drive them where the streamlet runs,
My lovely dear!

As I went down the water-side,
There I met my shepherd lad:
He wound me sweetly in his plaid,
And he called me his dear.

'Will you go down the water-side,
And see the waves so sweetly glide
Beneath the hazels spreading wide,
The moon it shines fu' clearly.'

'I was bred up in no such school,
My shepherd lad, to play the fool,
And all the day to sit in sorrow,
And nobody to see me.'

'You shall get gowns and ribbons neet,
Calf-leather shoes upon your feet,
And in my arms you will lie and sleep,
And you shall be my dear.'

'If you will but stand to what you have said,
I will go with you, my shepherd lad,
And you may wind me in your plaid,
And I shall be your dear.'

'While waters wimple to the sea,
While day shines in the sky so high,
Till clay-cold death shall blind my eye,
You shall be my dear.'