O Row Thee in my Highland Plaid |
Robert Tannahill
Lowland lassie, wilt thou go Where the hills are clad with snow, Where, beneath the icy steep, The hardy shepherd tends his sheep ? Ill nor wae shall thee betide, When row'd within my Highland plaid.
2. Soon the voice of cheery Spring
3. When the summer spreads the flow'rs, | 4. Then we'll leave the sheep and goat. I will launch the bonny boat, Skim the loch in canty glee, Rest the oars to pleasure thee; When chilly breezes sweep the tide, I'll hap thee wi' my Highland plaid.
5. Lowland lads may dress mair fine,
6. "Bonny lad, ye've been sae leal, |