The Gallant Shearers

Adam's wine and heather bells

Come rattlin' ower yon high high hills

There's corn rigs in yonder fields

And autumn brings the shearin'

Bonnie lassie will ye gang

And shear wi' me the hale day lang

And love will cheer us as we gang

Tae jine yon band o' shearers

And if the thistle it be strang

And pierce your bonnie milk white hand

It's wi' my I'll lay it lang

When we gang tae the shearin'

And if the weather be ower hot

I'll cast my gravat and my coat

And shear wi' ye amang the lot

When we gang tae the shearin'

And if the weather it be dry

They'll say there's love ‘tween you and I

We'll shyly pass each ither by

When we gang tae the shearin'

And when the shearin' it is done

And slowly sets the wintry sun

Ye'll be my ain till life is run

Nae mair tae jine the shearers