Clutha, wi' truest love I love thee, Jean/Hie Bonnie Lassie

HIE BONNIE LASSIE.

Hie bonnie lassie blink over the burn,
And if ypur flocks wander I’ll gie them a turn,
Sae happy as we'll he on yonder green shade,
If ye’ll be my dawtie, and sit in my plaid.

A ewe and twa lammies is a my hale stock.

But I’ll sell a lammie out o‘ my wee flock,

To buy thee a head-lace sae bomiie and braid,
If ye'd! be my dawtie, and sit in my plaid.

I hae a wee whittle made me a trout creel,
And oh that wee whittle I liked it weel,
But I'll gie't to my lassie and mair if I had,
If she'd by my dawtie, and sit in my plaid.

I hae little sil'er, awl ae hauf years fee.
But if you will tak it; I’ll gie’t a’ to thee.
And then we II be married and lie in ae bed,
if ye II be my dawtie, and sit in my plaid.

FINIS.