Sung by: Norman Kennedy
Recorded in Mountain View, AR 4/16/66

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Cold winter was howling o'er moor and o'er mountain,
And wild was the surge on the dark rolling sea,
When I met about daybreak a bonnie young lassie
That asked me the road and the miles to Dundee.

Says I, “Bonnie lassie, I cannot well tell you.
The road or the distance I cannot well give,
But if you’d permit me to walk a wee bittie,
I’ll show you the road and the miles to Dundee.”

At once she consented and gave me her arm.
Never a word did I spier who the lassie might be
She appeared like a vision in feature and form,
As I walked by her side on the road to Dundee.

At last with the howe o' Strathmartine behind us,
And the spires of the town in full view we could see.
Said she, “Gentle sir, I can never forget you
For showing me so far on the road to Dundee.

"This ring and this purse (?) to show that I'm grateful,
And some simple token I trust you'll give me
That in times to come I'll the laddie remember
That showed me so far on the road to Dundee."

I took the gold pin from the scarf on my bosom,
And says, “Take ye this in remembrance of me,”
“Bravely I kissed the sweet lips of that lassie,
E’er I parted . . . her on the road to Dundee.”

So, here’s to that lassie; I ne’er can forget her,
And every young laddie that’s listening to me,
Oh, never be swift to convoy a young lassie,
Though it’s only to show her the miles to Dundee.

All Songs Recorded by John Quincy Wolf, Jr., unless otherwise noted

The John Quincy Wolf Folklore Collection
Lyon College, Batesville, Arkansas
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