Sixteen Come Next Sunday

As I went down yon heathery moor
I met with a bonny wee lassie
She winked at me and passed me by
And oh but she was handsome

Chorus (after each verse)
With my twadigan adigan antin aye
With my twadigan adigan aye do

Where are you going, my bonny wee lass?
Where are you going, my honey?
Quite mannerly she answered me
I’ve a message for me mammy

Oh what's your age, my bonny wee lassie?
Oh what's your age, my honey?
Quite mannerly she answered me
I'll be sixteen come next Sunday

Oh where do you live, my bonny wee lass?
Oh where do you live, my honey?
Quite mannerly she answered me
Way down in yon green valley

Oh where do you lie, my bonny wee lass?
Oh where do you lie, my honey?
Quite mannerly she answered me
In the bed behind me mammy

Will you marry me, my bonny wee lass?
Will you marry me, my honey?
Quite mannerly she answered me
Will you wait till I ask me mammy?

If I go down the morrow night
When the Moon is shining brightly
Will you open the door and let me in?
And your mammy, she won't hear us

As I went down to her house
Her mammy chanced to hear us
She opened the door and let me in
And she hit me three times over