Cold winter was howling o'er moorland and mountain   And wild was the surge of the dark rolling sea   When I met about daybreak a bonnie young laddie   Who asked me the road and the miles to Dundee      Said I, "My young laddie, I canna weel tell ye   The road and the distance I canna weel gie   But if you'll permit me to gang a wee bittie   I'll show you the road and the miles to Dundee"      [Brief Instrumental]      The laddie consented and gie me his airm   Not a word did I speir wha the laddie micht be   He appeared like an angel in feature and form   As he walked by my side on the road to Dundee      At length wi' the howe o' Strathmartine behind us   The spires o' the town in full view we could see   He said, "Gentle lassie, I can ne'er forget ye   For showing me far on the road to Dundee      [Brief Instrumental]      So here's to the laddie, I ne'er can forget him   And like a young lassie who's listening to me   O never be sweir to convoy a young laddie   Though it's only to show him the road to Dundee   To show him the road and the miles to Dundee