Ca' the yowes to the knowes Call them where the heather grows Call them where the burnie rowes My bonnie dearie
When I went down the water-side To see the fishes sweetly plaid Beneath the hazel spreading wide And the moon that shines so clearly
When I went down the water-side 'Twas there I met my shepherd lad He row'd me sweetly in his plaid And called me, I his dearie
If you'll but stand to what you've said I'll come with you, my bonnie lad And you may row me in your plaid And i will be your dearie
You will get gowns and ribbons meet And leather shoes upon your feet And in my arms you'll lie and sleep My bonnie dearie
As waters wimple to the sea While day breaks in the sky so high Till' clay-cold death shall blind my eye I shall be thy dearie
Till' clay-cold death shall blind my eye I shall be thy dearieTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
