A Portrait of Robert Burns Robert Burns

1793 · Poem

Whistle, and I’ll Come to You, My Lad


Chorus

O Whistle, an’ I’ll come to ye, my lad,O whistle, an’ I’ll come to ye, my lad,Tho’ father an’ mother an’ a’ should gae mad,O whistle, an’ I’ll come to ye, my lad.4
But warily tent when ye come to court me,And come nae unless the back-yett be a-jee;Syne up the back-stile, and let naebody see,And come as ye were na comin’ to me,And come as ye were na comin’ to me.9

Chorus

O Whistle, an’ I’ll come to ye, my lad,O whistle, an’ I’ll come to ye, my lad,Tho’ father an’ mother an’ a’ should gae mad,O whistle, an’ I’ll come to ye, my lad.13
At kirk, or at market, whene’er ye meet me,Gang by me as tho’ that ye car’d na a flie;But steal me a blink o’ your bonie black e’e,Yet look as ye were na lookin’ to me,Yet look as ye were na lookin’ to me.18

Chorus

O Whistle, an’ I’ll come to ye, my lad,O whistle, an’ I’ll come to ye, my lad,Tho’ father an’ mother an’ a’ should gae mad,O whistle, an’ I’ll come to ye, my lad.22
Aye vow and protest that ye care na for me,And whiles ye may lightly my beauty a-wee;But court na anither, tho’ jokin’ ye be,For fear that she wile your fancy frae me,For fear that she wile your fancy frae me.27

Chorus

O Whistle, an’ I’ll come to ye, my lad,O whistle, an’ I’ll come to ye, my lad,Tho’ father an’ mother an’ a’ should gae mad,O whistle, an’ I’ll come to ye, my lad.31
Year
1793
Form
Poem
Location
Dumfries
Source
Project Gutenberg #1279 — Poems and Songs of Robert Burns