LOVE AMANG THE HEATHER. 



Ca' the Yowes 



This song was written by Isobel or Tibbie Pagan, 

 who lived in a hovel near Muirkirk, in Ayrshire. It 

 was a favorite of the gentlemen of the neighborhood, 

 who, while they enjoyed her smuggled whiskey, made 

 merry over her shafts of humor and wit, and took 

 pleasure in hearing her sing: 



Ca' the yowes to the knowes, 

 Ca' them where the Heather grows. 

 Ca' them where the burnie rows, 

 My bonnie dearie. 



As I gaed down the water side, 

 There I met my shepherd lad ; 

 He row'd me gently in his plaid, 

 An' he ca'd me his dearie. 



O'er the Mountain 



O'er the mountain, o'er the lea, 

 With my kilt and Saxon plaid, 



And my tartan bonnet wee, 



Will I seek my Highland lad. 



Though the Heather be my bed, 



Brightly pearl'd with silvery dew, 



There's a tear more bright I'll shed, 

 Oh ! my Highland lad, for you. 



Far awa' from love and home, 



O'er the heath with blossom clad ; 



While the night bird sings I'll roam, 

 Oh ! for rhee, my Highland lad. 



