Whistle, And Ill Come To You, My Lad

  whistle, and i'll come to you, my lad
  chorus.—o whistle, an' i'll come to ye, my lad,
  o whistle, an' i'll come to ye, my lad,
  tho' father an' mother an' a' should gae mad,
  o whistle, an' i'll come to ye, my lad.
  but warily tent when ye come to court me,
  and come nae unless the back-yett be a-jee;
  syne up the back-stile, and let naebody see,
  and come as ye were na comin' to me,
  and come as ye were na comin' to me.
  o whistle an' i'll come, c.
  at kirk, or at market, whene'er ye meet me,
  gang by me as tho' that ye car'd na a flie;
  but steal me a blink o' your bonie black e'e,
  yet look as ye were na lookin' to me,
  yet look as ye were na lookin' to me.
  o whistle an' i'll come, c.
  aye vow and protest that ye care na for me,
  and whiles ye may lightly my beauty a-wee;
  but court na anither, tho' jokin' ye be,
  for fear that she wile your fancy frae me,
  for fear that she wile your fancy frae me.
  o whistle an' i'll come, c.