dainty davie
now rosy mayes in wi' flowers,
to deck her gay, green-spreading bowers;
and nowes in the happy hours,
to wander wi' my davie.
chorus.—meet me on the warlock knowe,
dainty davie, dainty davie;
there i'll spend the day wi' you,
my ain dear dainty davie.
the crystal waters round us fa',
the merry birds are lovers a',
the scented breezes round us blaw,