The Pamphlet Collection of Sir Robert Stout: Volume 87

O Whistle and I'll come to you, my Lad

O Whistle and I'll come to you, my Lad.

Lively. "WORDS BY BURNS. O whis-tle and I'll come to you, my lad, O whis-tle and I'll come to you, my lad; Though fa - ther and ml - ther and a' should gae mad, O whis-tle and I'll come to you, my lad. But war - i - ly tent1 when ye come to court me, And come na un - less the back yett2 be a - jee, 3 Syne4 up the back stile, and let nae-bod - y see, And come as ye were na com - in' to me. And come as ye were na com - in' to me. Be cautious. Gate. A-jar. Then.

O whistle and I'll come to you, my lad,
O whistle and I'll come to you, my lad;
Tho' father and mither and a' should gae mad,
O whistle and I'll come to you, my lad.
At kirk or at market, whene'er ye meet me,
Gang
5 by me as though that ye cared na a flie, 6
But steal me a blink o' your bonnie black e'e,
Yet look as ye were na lookin' at me,
Yet look as ye were na lookin' at me.
O whistle and I'll come to you, my lad,
O whistle and I'll come to you, my lad;
Tho' father and mither and a' should gae mad,
O whistle and I'll come to you, my lad.
Aye vow and protest that ye care na for me,
And whiles ye may lightlie 7 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.

5 Go.

6 Fly.

7 Contemn.