Chorus.Cathe yowes to the knowes,
Ca them where the heather grows,
Ca them where the burnie rowes,
My bonie Dearie.
HARK the mavis eening sang,
Sounding Cloudens woods amang;
Then a-faulding let us gang,
My bonie Dearie.
Ca the yowes, &c.
Well gae down by Clouden side,
Thro the hazels, spreading wide,
Oer the waves that sweetly glide,
To the moon sae clearly.
Ca the yowes, &c.
Yonder Cloudens silent towers, 1
Where, at moonshines midnight hours,
Oer the dewy-bending flowers,
Fairies dance sae cheery.
Ca the yowes, &c.
Ghaist nor bogle shalt thou fear,
Thourt to Love and Heavn sae dear,
Nocht of ill may come thee near;
My bonie Dearie.
Ca the yowes, &c.
Fair and lovely as thou art,
Thou hast stown my very heart;
I can diebut canna part,
My bonie Dearie.
Ca the yowes, &c.
Note 1. An old ruin in a sweet situation at the confluence of the Clouden and the Nith.R. B. [back]