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Ca' the Yowes
by Robert Burns, arranged by the Tannahill Weavers

Ca' the yowes tae the knowes,
ca' them whaur the heather grows
Ca' them whaur the burnie rows,
my bonnie dearie.

Hark the mavis evening sang,
spreading Cluden's wood amang
Then a-faulding let us gang,
my bonnie dearie.

We'll gae doon by Cluden's side,
through the hazels spreading wide
past the waves that sweetly glide,
to the moon sae clearly.

Ghaist nor bogie shalt thou fear;
thou'rt to love and heaven sae dear
Nocht of ill may come thee near,
my bonnie dearie.

Fair and lovely as thou art,
thou hast stown my very heart
I can die - but cannae part -
my bonnie dearie.



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