The Road And The Miles To Dundee

The Road And The Miles To Dundee - Carl Wilson

Cold winter was howling o'er moorland and mountain

And wild was the surge of the dark rolling sea

When just about daybreak I spied a wee lassie

Who asked me the road and the miles to Dundee

Says I my young lassie I canna weel tell ye

The road and the distance I canna weel gi'e

But if you'll permit me to gang a wee bitty

I'll show ye the road and the miles to Dundee

At once she consented and gave me her arm

Ne'er a word did I spier wha the lassie might be

She appeared like an angel in feature and form

As she walked by my side on the road to Dundee

I true the gowd ring from the sky I was widing

Quo she tak' ye this in remembrance o' me

So bravely I kissed the sweet lips o' the lassie

Ere I parted wi' her on the road to Dundee

So here's to that lassie I canna forget her

And ilka young laddie wha's listening tae me

O never be sweered to convey a young lassie

Though it's only to show her the road to Dundee

Though it's only to show her the road to Dundee