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When winter was brawling, oâer high hills and mountains
And dark were the clouds oâer the deep rolling sea
I spied a wee lass as the daylight was dawning
She was asking the road to sweet Carnloch Bay
I said,âMy wee lassie, I canna weel teIl ye
The number of miles or how far it might be
But if youâll consent Iâll convoy you a wee bit
And Iâll show you the road to sweet Carnloch Bay
You turn to the right and pass down by the churchyard
Cross over the river and down by the sea
Weâll call in Pat Hamillâs and have a wee drop there
Just to help us along to sweet Carnloch Bay
Hereâs a health to Pat Hamill likewise the wee lassie
And to every laddie thatâs listening to me
And neâer turn your back on a bonnie wee lassie
When sheâs asking the road to sweet Carnloch Bay