SONG
[There's suns in the dew blebs]
1
There's suns in the dew blebs
Like diamonds they shine
There's beads on the cobwebs
And the thorn is divine
With the dews o' the e'ening
And gems o' the morning
The ilka leafs leaning
Wi' natures adorning
2
The muircock is whirrin
The patrich is scraitchin
The bum-clock is burrin
And the wild deer is reaching
The moss by the burn side
Then hieing away
When near him the churn cried
And the mist curdled grey
3
But where is my charmer
And where can she be
The sun glowing warmer
Sheds gold on the tree
The mist canna' reach her
A' gold in the lea
Could nature but teach her
She'd wander wi' me
4
I wait in the waukin
Where nobody sees
Where the trees they are talking
To the songs of the bees
When day gins to wander
There will many eye see
And talk over slander
O Lucy and me
