Ca' The Yowes To The Knowes-Second Version

      Chorus.-Ca'the yowes to the knowes,      Ca' them where the heather grows,      Ca' them where the burnie rowes,      My bonie Dearie.       Hark the mavis' e'ening sang,      Sounding Clouden's woods amang;      Then a-faulding let us gang,      My bonie Dearie.      Ca' the yowes, &c.       We'll gae down by Clouden side,      Thro' the hazels, spreading wide,      O'er the waves that sweetly glide,      To the moon sae clearly.      Ca' the yowes, &c.       Yonder Clouden's silent towers,[1]      Where, at moonshine's midnight hours,      O'er the dewy-bending flowers,      Fairies dance sae cheery.      Ca' the yowes, &c.       Ghaist nor bogle shalt thou fear,      Thou'rt to Love and Heav'n sae dear,      Nocht of ill may come thee near;      My bonie Dearie.      Ca' the yowes, &c.       Fair and lovely as thou art,      Thou hast stown my very heart;      I can die-but canna part,      My bonie Dearie.      Ca' the yowes, &c. 
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An old ruin in a sweet situation at the confluence of the Clouden and the Nith.-R. B.