The Bonie Lass Of Albanie Lyrics

The Captain's Lady (Robert Burns) O, mount and go, Mount and make ye ready! O, mount and go, And be the Captain's Lady! When the drums do beat, And the cannons rattle, Thou shalt s...Read Full Lyrics

THE DEIDLY WARS ARE PAST AND GANE For the deidly wars are passed and gane and gentle peace returning Left mony's the sweet babe faitherless and mony's the widow mourning I left the...Read Full Lyrics

The Lass O' Ballochmyle (Robert Burns) 'Twas even: the dewy fields were green, On every blade the pearls hang, The zeghyr wanton'd round the bean, An bore it's fragrant sweets ala...Read Full Lyrics

The Silver Tassie {Robert Burns) Go fetch to me a pint o wine, And fill it in a silver tassie; That I may drink, before I go, A service to my bonie lassie: The boat rocks at the Pi...Read Full Lyrics

The ploughman (Robert Burns) The Ploughman he's a bony lad, His mind is ever true, jo, His garters knit below his knee, His bonnet it is blue, jo. Ch. Then up wi't a', my Ploughma...Read Full Lyrics

The Dusty Miller (Robert Burns) Hey, the dusty miller, And his dusty coat! He will win a shilling, Or he win a groat. Dusty was the coat, Dusty was the colour, Dusty was the kiss T...Read Full Lyrics

Tibbie Dunbar (Robert Burns) O, wilt thou go wi' me, sweet Tibbie Dunbar? O, wilt thou go wi' me, sweet Tibbie Dunbar? Wilt thou ride on a horse, or be drawn in a car, Or walk by m...Read Full Lyrics

Thou Lingering Star (Robert Burns) Thou ling'ring star, with less'ning ray, That lov'st to greet the early morn, Again thou usher'st in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. O Mar...Read Full Lyrics

To Daunton Me (Robert Burns) The blude-red rose at Yule may blaw, The simmer lilies bloom in snaw, The frost may freeze the deepest sea, But an auld man shall never daunton me. Ch....Read Full Lyrics

To the weaver"S gin ye go (Robert Burns) My heart was ance as blythe and free As simmer days were lang; But a bonie, westlin weaver lad Has gart me change my sang. Chorus To the we...Read Full Lyrics