Variations on Blow away the morning dew for string trio


This is a Scottish folk song from the 17th century

There was a farmer’s son,
Kept sheep all on the hill;
And he walk’d out one May morning
To see what he could kill.

And sing blow away the morning dew
The dew, and the dew.
Blow away the morning dew,
How sweet the winds do blow.

He looked high, he looked low,
He cast an under look;
And there he saw a fair pretty maid
Beside the wat’ry brook.