Lyrics
Ca' the yowes to the knowes
Ca' them where the heather grows
Ca' them where the burnie rowes
My bonnie dearie.
As I gaed down the water-side
There I met my shepherd lad
He rowed me sweetly in his plaid
And ca'd me his dearie.
Will ye gang down the water-side
And see the waves sae sweetly glide
Beneath hazels spreading wide
The moon it shines fu' clearly.
If ye'll but stand to what ye've said
I se gang wi' thee, my shepherd lad
And ye may row me in your plaid
And I sall be your dearie.
Ca' the yowes, my bonnie dearie."