The Birkin Tree - Various Artists

Oh lass gin' ye would think it right

Tae gyang wi' me this very night

We'll cuddle tae the mornin' light

By a' the lave unseen o

And ye will be my dearie

My ain dearest dearie

It's ye will be my dearie

Gin ye meet me at e'en o

I canna for my mammy gae

She locks the door and keeps the key

And in the mornin' charges me

And aye aboot the men o

For she says they're a' deceivers

Deceivers deceivers

She says they're a' deceivers

Ye canna trust ane o

Oh nivver min' yer mammy's yell

Nae doot she met yer dad hersel'

And should she flyte ye can tell her

She's aft times done the same o

So lassie gie's yer hand on't

Yer bonnie milkwhite hand on't

Oh assie gie's yer hand on't

And scorn tae lie yer lane o

Oh lad my haun' I canna gi'e

But aiblins I man steal the key

And I'll meet ye at yon birkin tree

That grows doon in the glen o

But dinna lippen laddie

I canna promise laddie

Oh dinna lippen laddie

In case I canna win o

So he's gaen tae the birkin tree

In hopes his ain true tae see

Fa come trippin' ower the lea

But just his bonnie Jean o

And she's clinkit doon beside him

Beside him beside him

She's clinkit doon beside him

Amangst the grass sae green o

Im overjoyed wi' rapture noo

Quo' he and preed his cherry moo'

And Jeannie ne'er had 'cause tae rue

That nicht upon the green o

For she has got her Johnny

Her ain lovin' Johnny

It's she has got her Johnny

And Johnny's got his Jean o