Cauld winter was howlin' o'er moor and o'er mountain And wild was the surge on the dark rolling sea When I met about daybreak a bonnie young lassie Wha asked me the road and the miles tae Dundee Said I, "My young lassie, I canna' weel tell ye The road and the distance, I canna' weel gie But if you'll permit me tae gang a wee bittie I'll show you the road and the miles tae Dundee" At once she consented and gave me her arm Ne'er a word did I speir 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 At length wi' the Howe o' Strathmartine behind us And the spires o' the toon in full view we could see She said, "Gentle Sir, I can never forget ye For showing me so far on the road tae Dundee" "This ring and this purse, take to prove I am grateful And some simple token in trust you'll gie me That in times to come, I'll the laddie remember Wha showed me so far on the road tae Dundee" I took the gowd ring from the scarf at my bosom And I said, "Tak ye this in remembrance o' me" Then gently I kissed the sweet lips o' the lassie E'er I parted wi' her on the road tae Dundee So here's tae the lassie, I ne'er can forget her And ilka young laddie that's listening to me And never be sweer tae convoy a young lassie Though it's only to show her the road tae Dundee