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Chorus.-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
Chorus.-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