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Текст с Bandcamp’а: “To a happier subject now: the love that was almost definitely requited, and rightly so as the young couple have not only gone to the trouble of sitting under a tree all night, but the girl has also stolen her mother’s door key in order to break out of the house. After some initial doubt about the wisdom of a clandestine meeting the girl is finally convinced that all will be well, due to the fact that her mother had done the same thing in her youth. Oh Lass gin ye would think it richt Tae gang wi’ me this very nicht And cuddle til the morning licht By a’ the lave unseen oh And you shall be my dearie My ane my dearest dearie And you shall be my dearie Gin ye’ll meet me at e’en oh I daurnae frae my mammy gae She locks the door and hides the key And morn and evening charges me And aye about the men oh She says they’re a’ deceivers Deceivers, deceivers She says they’re a’ deceivers Ye cannae trust tae ane oh Oh never mind your mammy’s yell Nae doubt she met your dad hersel’ And should she flyte you may her tell She’s oft times done the same oh So lassie gies yer hand on’t Your bonnie milk white hand on’t So lassie gies yer hand on’t And scorn tae lie your lane oh Alas my hand I cannae gie But aiblins I can steal the key And meet you at yon birkin tree That grows doon the glen oh But dinnae lippen laddie I cannae promise laddie So dinnae lippen laddie In case I cannae win oh So he’s gone tae that birkin tree In hopes his true love there tae see When who cam’ tripplin ower the lea But just his bonnie Jean oh And she’s sat doon beside him Beside him beside him And she’s sat doon beside him Upon the grass sae green oh from The Tannahill Weavers IV, released January 1, 1981 Traditional arr. Tannahill Weavers“
