ssie wi&039; the lt-white locks
tune—“rothieurchie&039;s rant”
chor—ssie wi&039;the lt-white locks,
bonie ssie, artless ssie,
wilt thou wi&039; tent the flocks,
wilt thou be y dearie, o?
now nature cleeds the flowery lea,
and a&039; is young and sweet like thee,
o wilt thou share its joys wi&039; ,
and say thou&039;lt be y dearie, o
ssie wi&039; the, c
the prirose bank, the wiplg burn,
the cuckoo on the ilk-white thorn,
the wanton bs at early orn,
shall wele thee, y dearie, o
ssie wi&039; the, c
and when the wele sir shower
has cheer&039;d ilk droopg little flower,
we&039;ll to the breathg woodbe bower,
at sultry noon, y dearie, o
ssie wi&039; the, c
when cynthia lights, wi&039; silver ray,
the weary shearer&039;s haward way,
thro&039; yellow wavg fields we&039;ll stray,
and talk o&039; love, y dearie, o
ssie wi&039; the, c
and when the howlg try bst
disturbs y ssie&039;s idnight rest,
encsped to y faithfu&039; breast,
i&039;ll fort thee, y dearie, o
ssie wi&039; the, c
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