The Book of Scottish Song/Oh, dinna ask me

by John Dunlop

Oh, dinna ask me.

[Dunlop.—Tune, "Comin' through the rye."]

Oh! dinna ask me gin I lo'e thee;
⁠Troth, I daurna tell:
Dinna ask me gin I lo'e ye;
⁠Ask it o' yoursel'.

Oh! dinna look sae sair at me,
⁠For weel ye ken me true;
O, gin ye look sae sair at me,
⁠I daurna look at you.

When ye gang to yon braw braw town,
⁠And bonnier lasses see,
O, dinna, Jamie, look at them,
⁠Lest you should mind na me.

For I could never bide the lass,
⁠That ye'd lo'e mair than me;
And O, I'm sure, my heart would break,
⁠Gin ye'd prove false to me.

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