| Lyrics: | CA' THE YOWES TAE THE KNOWES, MOLLY AND ME
Good morning to you, fair maid, you're tending
your flock
What brings you so early unto this green spot?
My faither's in the fields and
he's waiting for me
To ca the yowes tae the knowes, Molly and me
My faither's a
shepherd, herds sheep on yon hill
If you get his sanction, I'll be at your will
And if he
does grant it, right glad I will be
To ca the yowes tae the knowes, Molly and
me
Good morning to you, old man, you're counting your flock
Could you spare me a
ewe-lamb for to keep up my stock
And grass for to feed it on yonder green lea
Ca the yowes
tae the knowes, Molly and me
Gang doon tae yon burnside and choose your ain lamb
You
can get it as easy as any man can
And grass for to feed it on yonder green lea
Ca the
yowes tae the knowes, Molly and me
Tommy stepped forward, caught Molly by the
hand
And right before her auld faither the couple did stand
Saying, This is the ewe-lamb
that I asked from thee
Ca the yowes tae the knowes, Molly and me
Oh Tommy, oh Tommy,
it's you've me beguiled
It's little did I think that you meant my own child
But since I
have said it say, well then, let it be
Ca the yowes tae the knowes, Molly and me
A
peck of gold thou shalt have, it will sleek with my one
And if that won't so then I'll heap
with my hand
And yon fleecy flocks a' that feed on yon lea
I will sign them all over to
Molly and thee
@animal @sheep @courtship @Scots
attributed to Burns (but so is the
other Ca' the Ewes)
see also CALEWES1
filename[ CALEWE2
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