Three excellent old songs/The shepherd lad

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THE SHEPHERD LAD.

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 O.

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Caw the ewes to the krowes,
Caw them where the heather grows,
Caw them where the burnie rows,
My bonny dearie O.

Will ye gang down the water-ſide,
And ſee the waves ſae ſweetly glide,
Beneath the hazel ſpreading wide,
The ſun it ſhines ſu‘ clearly.— Caw, &c.

I was bred up at nae ſic ſchool,
My ſlepherd lad to play the fool,
And a‘ the day to ſit in dool,
And nae body to ſee me.— Caw the, &c.

Ye ſall get gowns and ribbons meet,
Ca'f-leather ſhoon upon your feet,
And in my arms ye’le lie and ſleep,
And ye ſall be my dearie O.— Caw, &c.

If ye'll but ſtand to what ye've ſaid,
I ſe gang wi‘ you my ſhepherd lad,
And you may row me in your plaid,
And I ſall be your dearie O.— Caw, &c.

While water wimples to the ſea,
While day blinks in the life ſae high,
Till clay-cauld death fall blin' my e'e.
Ye ſall be my dearie O.— Caw the, &c.

FINIS.

Falkirk— T. Johnston, Printer.—1816.