a wandering wi' my davie.
meet me on, &c.
as purple morning starts the hare,
to steal upon her early fare,
then thro' the dews i will repair,
to meet my faithfu' davie.
meet me on, &c.
when day, expiring in the west,
the curtain draws o' nature's rest,
i flee to his arms i loe' the best,
and that's my ain dear davie.
meet me on, &c.