The Road And The Miles Tae Dundee (Scottish Love Songs, 2003)
Cauld winter was howling o'er moorland and mountain And wild was the surge on the dark rolling sea When just about daybreak I spied a wee lassie Who asked me the road and the miles to Dundee
Says I, my young lassie, I canna weel tell ye The road and the distance I canna weel gi'e But if you'll permit me to gang a wee bitty I'll show ye the road and the miles to Dundee
At once she consented and gave me her arm Ne'er a word did I spier wha the lassie might be She appeared like an angel in feature and form As she walked by my side on the road to Dundee
At length wi' the Howe o' Strathmartine behind us And the spires of the toon in full view we could see She said, gentle sir, I'll never forget ye For showing me so far on the road to Dundee
Then she took the gowd ring that she wore on her bosom Quo she, tak' ye this in remembrance o' me So bravely I kissed the sweet lips o' the lassie Ere I parted wi' her on the road to Dundee
So here's to that lassie I canna forget her And ilka young laddie wha's listening tae me O never be sweered to convey a young lassie Though it's only to show her the road to Dundee.
Glossary canna: cannot cauld: cold gowd: gold ilka: every quo: said spier: ask, inquire tae: to weel: well wha: who