Ca' the yowes to the knowes Ca' them where the heather grows Ca' them where the burnie rowes My bonie dearie
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 Ca' the yowes, &c
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 Ca' the yowes, &c
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 Ca' the yowes, &c
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, &c
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 Ca' the yowes, &c