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As I gaed down the water-fide, Ye fall get gowns and ribbons meet,
There I met my fhepherd-lad, Cauf-leather fhoon upon your feet,
He row'd me fweetly in his plaid, And in my arms ye'se lie and fleep,
An he cad me his dearie. And ye fall be my dearie.
t no? Ca' the ewes &c . Cho? Ca' the ewes &c .
Wiij ye gang down the water- fide
And fee the waves fae fweetfy glide
Beneath the ha/els fpreading wide,
The moon it fliines fu' clearly.
Cho? Ca' the ewes &c .
If ye'll but ftand to what ye've faid,
Ise gang wi' you, my (hepherd-lad.
And ye may rowe me in your plaid.
And I fall be your dearie .
Cho 8 Ca' the ewes &c .
I was bred iip at nae fie fchool,
My fhepherd-lad, to play the fool,
And a' the day to fit in doolr
And nae body to fee me.
Cho? Ca' the ewes &c. . '»
While waters wimple to the fea;
While day blinks m the lift fae hie;
Till clay-cauld death fall blin'my ee.
Ye fall be my dearie.
Cho? Ca' the twes &c.