Now gae your wa'sTho'anes as gude As ever happit flesh and blude, Yet part we maunthe case sae hard is, Amang the writers and the bardies That lang they'll brook the auld I trow, Or neibours cry,'Weel brook the new'.
Green grow the rashes,O; Green grow the rashes,O; The sweetest hours that e'er I spend, Are spent amang the lasses,O.Robert Burns
Yon rose-buds in the morning dew, How pure amang the leaves sae green!Robert Burns
Corn rigs, an' barley rigs, An'corn rigs are bonie: I'll ne'er forget that happy night, amang the rigs wi'Annie.Robert Burns
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