Ca' the Yowes by Ralph Vaughan Williams — Lyrics

Ca' the yowes tae the knowes, Ca' them whar the heather grows, Ca' them whar the burnie rows, My bonnie dearie. Hark, the mavis' e'enin' sang, Soundin' Cluden's woods amang; Then a fauldin' let us gang, My bonnie dearie. Fair and lovely as thou art, Thou hast stol'n my very heart; I can die, but canna part, My bonnie Dearie. While waters wimple to the sea, While day blinks in the lift sae hie Till death shall blin' my e'e Ye shall be my dearie.