Elizabeth Marvelly

Cold winter was howling o'er moorland and mountain
And wild was the surge of the dark rolling sea
When I met about daybreak a bonnie young laddie
Who asked me the road and the miles to Dundee
Said I, "My young laddie, I canna weel tell ye
The road and the distance I canna weel gie
But if you'll permit me to gang a wee bittie
I'll show you the road and the miles to Dundee"
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The laddie consented and gie me his airm
Not a word did I speir wha the laddie micht be
He appeared like an angel in feature and form
As he walked by my side on the road to Dundee
At length wi' the howe o' Strathmartine behind us
The spires o' the town in full view we could see
He said, "Gentle lassie, I can ne'er forget ye
For showing me far on the road to Dundee
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So here's to the laddie, I ne'er can forget him
And like a young lassie who's listening to me
O never be sweir to convoy a young laddie
Though it's only to show him the road to Dundee
To show him the road and the miles to Dundee