Rachel Unthank & The Winterset Felton Lonnin
The kye's come yem but I see not me hinny The kye's come yem but I see not me bairn I'd rather loss aal the kye than loss me hinny I'd rather loss aal the kye than loss me bairn
Fair faced is me hinny, his blue eyes are bonny His hair in curled ringlets hangs sweet to the side So mount the auld pony seek after me hinny Bring back to his mammy her only delight
He's always oot roaming the lang summer day thro' He's always oot roaming away from the farm Thro' hedges and ditches and valleys and fellsides I hope that me hinny will cam to nee harm
Well I've searched in the meadow and in the far acre Thro' stackyard and byre but nowt could I find So off ye gan Daddy seek after yer laddie Bring back to his Mammy some peace to her mind