As I Came O'er The Cairney Mount

Chorus
O, my bonie Highland lad!
My winsome, weel-faur'd Highland laddie!
Wha wad mind the wind and rain
Sae weel row'd in his tartan plaidie!
1.
As I came o'er the Cairney mount
And down among the blooming heather,
Kindly stood the milking-shiel
To shelter frae the stormy weather.
2.
Now Phoebus blinkit on the bent,
And o'er the knowes the lambs were bleating;
But he wan my heart's consent
To be his ain at the neist meeting.

As I Came Over The Cairney Mountain

Chorus
O, my handsome Highland lad!
My winsome, well-favoured Highland lad!
Who would mind the wind and rain
So well wrapped in his tartan plaid!

As I came over the Cairney mountain
And down among the blooming heather,
Kindly stood the milking-shed
To shelter from the stormy weather.

Now Phoebus shone on the moorland grass,
And over the knolls the lambs were bleating;
But he won my heart's consent
To be his own at the next meeting.