Green grow the rashes, O!
The sweetest hours that e’er I spend,
Are spent amang the lasses, O!
There’s nought but care on every han’,
In every hour that passes, O!
What signifies the life o’ man,
An’ ’twere na for the lasses, O!
Green grow, &c.
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Auld Nature swears, the lovely dears,