The Road Tae Dundee


Cold winter was turnin' o'er moor and o'er mountain
And wild was the surge on the dark rollin' sea
When I met aboot daybreak a bonnie young lassie
That asked me the road and the miles tae Dundee

I said, "My young lassie, I canna weel tell ye
The road and the distance I ne'er can weel ga[uge
But if ye'll permit me tae gang a wee bittie
I'll show ye the road and the miles tae Dundee

At once she consented and gave me her air-m
Nae a word did I spear wham that lassie might be
She appeared like an angel in feature and for-m
As she walked by my side on the road tae Dundee

At length with the howe of strath Martin behind us
The spires o' the toon in full full view we could see
Then bravely I bid my fareweel tae the lassie
Ere I pairted wi' her on the road tae Dundee

So I took the gowd pin frae the scarf on my bosom
And said "Keep ye this in remembrance o' me
So in times to come ye'll the laddie remember
That walked by your side on the road tae Dundee

So here's tae the lassie, I ne'er will forget her
Tae ilk a young laddie that's list'nin' tae me
Never beswear to convoy a young lassie
Though it's only to show her the road tae Dundee

TOP OF PAGE

BACK

MAIN PAGE