lassie wi' the lint-white locks

tune—“rothiemurchie's rant.”

chorus.—lassie wi'the lint-white locks,

bonie lassie, artless lassie,

wilt thou wi' me tent the flocks,

wilt thou be my dearie, o?

now nature cleeds the flowery lea,

and a' is young and sweet like thee,

o wilt thou share its joys wi' me,

and say thou'lt be my dearie, o.

lassie wi' the, c.

the primrose bank, the wimpling burn,

the cuckoo on the milk-white thorn,

the wanton lambs at early morn,

shall wele thee, my dearie, o.

lassie wi' the, c.