The group that follow are addressed either to unknown divinities or to girls who inspired only a passing devotion. In the case of Bonnie Lesley, there was no question of a love-affair: the song is merely a compliment to a young lady he met and admired. [Auld Rob Morris] is probably purely dramatic.
CA' THE YOWES
(Second Version)
Ca' the yowes to the knowes, ewes, knolls
Ca' them where the heather grows,
Ca' them where the burnie rows, brooklet rolls
My bonnie dearie.
Hark! the mavis' evening sang thrush's
Sounding Clouden's woods amang;
Then a-faulding let us gang, a-folding, go
My bonnie dearie.