Way for to woo/Way for to woo

---

THE WAY FOR TO WOO.

O tell me, my bonny young lassie,
⁠O tell me the way for to woo;
O tell me, my bonny sweet lassie,
⁠O tell me the way for to woo.
Say, maun I roose your red cheeks like the morning,
⁠Lips like the rose when its moisten'd wi' dew
And say maun I roose your een’s pawky scorning
⁠O tell me dear lassie the way for to woo.

O far hae I wander‘d, dear lassie,
⁠To see thee I've sail,d the salt sea,
I’ve travell’d o’er muirlands and mountains,
⁠And houseless lain cauld on the lea,
I never hae try’d yet to mak love to ony,
⁠Never lov’d ony till ance I lov’d you:
Now we’re alane in the greeen wood sae bonny
⁠Now tell me my dear lassie the way for to woo.

What care I for your wand’rings, laddie,
⁠Or yet for your sailing-the sea?
It was nae for nought ye left Peggy,
⁠My tocher it brought you to me.
An‘ say hae ye gowd for to busk me ay gaudy,
⁠Wi’ ribbons an’ pearlins, an’ breast-knots anew
A house that is canty wi’ plenishin’ plenty,
⁠Without them ye never need come for to woo?

I hae nae gowd to busk ye ay gaudy,
⁠Nor yet buy you ribbons enew..
I brag nae o’ house nor o’ plenty,
⁠But I hae a heart that is true.
I came nae for tocher, I ne’er heard o’ ony,
⁠Never lo'ed Peggy,nor e'er brak my vow,
I've wander'd poor fool, for a face fause as bonny
⁠I little thought this was the way for to woo.

Hae na ye roo'sd my red cheeks like the morning,
⁠An’ roo'sd up my cherry red mou;
Ye’ve come o’er the sea, muir, and mountain,
⁠What mair Johnny need you to woo:
An’ far hae ye wander'd I ken my dear laddie,
⁠Now ye hae faund me, ye've nae cause to rue
Wi’ health we'll hae plenty, I'll never gang gaudy
⁠I ne’er wish’d for mair than a heart that is true.