In one form or another this song is
still widely popular in Ireland as As I Roved Out, in England as
Seventeen Come Sunday. This version is from the North East of
Scotland.
As I gaed o'er yon Hieland hill,
I met a bonny lassie;
And she gied me a wink wi the tail o
her ee,
And faith but she was saucy.
"Where are ye gaun my bonnie
lass?
Where are ye gaun my honey?
Where are ye gaun my bonnie
lass?"
"For baccy for my grannie."
Chorus:
Wi ma rovin eye,
Fol di doodle die,
Wi ma rovin fol di derry,
Wi ma rovin eye.
"Oh what is your name my bonnie
lass?
What is your name my honey?
What is your name my bonnie
lass."
"Oh they cry me bonnie
Annie."
"And how old are you my bonnie
lass?
How old are you my honey?
How old are you my bonnie
lass?"
"I'll be sixteen come
Sunday."
"Whaur dae ye sleep my bonnie
lass?
Whaur dae ye sleep my honey?
Whaur dae ye sleep my bonnie
lass?"
"In a wee bed next my
mammy."
"Oh gin I were tae come tae
your hoose then,
When the moon is shining clearly;
Would you arise and let me in,
So yer mother wouldn't hear
me?"
Oh when I went doun tae the lassie's
door,
I found that she was wakened,
Oh but lang, lang e'er the mornin
come,
Her mother heard us talkin.
