The Scottish songs - National Library of Scotland
The Scottish songs - National Library of Scotland The Scottish songs - National Library of Scotland
380 Let the glass keep its course, and go merrily roun' For the sun has to rise, though the moon it goes down r Till the house he rinnin' roun' about, it's time enough to flit When we fell we aye got up again, and sae will we yet. And sae will we yet, &c. DAINTY DAVIE. BURNS. TvnCE—Dainty Davie. Now rosy May comes in wi' flowers, To deck her gay green hirken bowers. And now come in my happy hours, To wander wi' my Davie. Meet me on the warlock knowe, Dainty Davie, dainty Davie ; There I'll spend the day wi' you, My ain dear dainty Davie. The crystal waters round us fa', The merry birds are lovers a'. The scented breezes round us blaw, A"Wandering wi' my Davie. When purple morning starts the hare, To steal upon her early fare, Then through the dews I will repair, To meet my faithfu' Davie. When day, expiring in the west. The curtain draws o' Nature's rest, I'll flee to his arms I loe best, And that's my dainty Davie.
381 OH, WERT THOU IN THE CAULD BLAST. BURNS. Oh, wert thou in the cauld blast, On yonder lea, on yonder lea ; My plaidie to the angry airt, I'd shelter thee, I'd shelter thee : Or did misfortune's bitter storms Around thee blaw, around thee blaw, Thy bield should be my bosom, To share it a', to share it a'. Or were I in the wildest waste, Sae black and bare, sae black and bare, The desert were a paradise. If thou wert there, if thou wert there. Or were I monarch of the globe. With thee to reign, with thee to reign ; The brightest jewel in my crown Wad be my queen, wad be my queen. AULD LANG SYNE. BURNS. Tune—Auld Jang syne. Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to min' ? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And days o' lang syne ? For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet, For auld lang syne.
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381<br />
OH, WERT THOU IN THE CAULD BLAST.<br />
BURNS.<br />
Oh, wert thou in the cauld blast,<br />
On yonder lea, on yonder lea ;<br />
My plaidie to the angry airt,<br />
I'd shelter thee, I'd shelter thee :<br />
Or did misfortune's bitter storms<br />
Around thee blaw, around thee blaw,<br />
Thy bield should be my bosom,<br />
To share it a', to share it a'.<br />
Or were I in the wildest waste,<br />
Sae black and bare, sae black and bare,<br />
<strong>The</strong> desert were a paradise.<br />
If thou wert there, if thou wert there.<br />
Or were I monarch <strong>of</strong> the globe.<br />
With thee to reign, with thee to reign ;<br />
<strong>The</strong> brightest jewel in my crown<br />
Wad be my queen, wad be my queen.<br />
AULD LANG SYNE.<br />
BURNS.<br />
Tune—Auld Jang syne.<br />
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,<br />
And never brought to min' ?<br />
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,<br />
And days o' lang syne ?<br />
For auld lang syne, my dear,<br />
For auld lang syne,<br />
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,<br />
For auld lang syne.