When the Kye Come Hame - The Tannahill Weavers

Come all ye jolly shepherd lads that whistle thro' the glen

I’ll tell you all a secret that the courtiers dinnae ken

What is the greatest bliss that the tongue o' man can name

Is tae woo a bonnie lassie when the kye come hame

When the kye come hame, when the kye come hame

'Tween the gloamin' and the mirk, when the kye come hame

'Tis no' beneath the burgenet nor yet beneath the crown

It’s not on couch of velvet, nor yet on a bed of down

It’s beneath the spreading birch in the dell without a name

Wi' a bonnie, bonnie lassie when the kye come hame

When the kye come hame, when the kye come hame

'Tween the gloamin' and the mirk, when the kye come hame

See yonder pawky shepherd lad that lingers on the hill

His sheep are in the fauld, and his lambs are lying still

But he daurnae gang tae bed for his heart is in a flame

Tae meet his bonnie bonnie lassie when the kye come hame

When the kye come hame, when the kye come hame

'Tween the gloamin' and the mirk, when the kye come hame

Awa' wi' fame and fortune what comfort can it gie

And a' the airts that prey upon man’s life and liberty

Gie me the highest joy that the heart o' man can frame

My bonnie, bonnie lassie when the kye come hame

When the kye come hame, when the kye come hame

'Tween the gloamin' and the mirk, when the kye come hame

When the kye come hame, when the kye come hame

'Tween the gloamin' and the mirk, when the kye come hame