Green grow the rashes, O; I. THERE's nought but care on ev'ry han', In ev'ry hour that paffes, O: What fignifies the life o' man, An' 'twere na for the laffes, O. Green grow, &c. II. The warly race may riches chafe, Also A.Green grow, &c. But gie me a canny hour at e'en, A Green grow, &c. IV. For you fae doufe, ye fneer at this, The The wifeft Man the warl' e'er faw, He dearly lov'd the laffes, O. Green grow, &c. V. Auld Nature fwears, the lovely Dears - Her prentice han' fhe try'd on man, Green grow, &c. * * SONG. AGAIN rejoicing Nature fees Her robe affume its vernal hues, CHORUS. CHORU s*. And maun I ftill on Menie † doat, And bear the fcorn that's in her e'e! For it's jet, jet black, an' it's like a hawk, An' it winna let a body be! II. In vain to me the cowflips blaw, In vain to me, in glen or fhaw, The mavis and the lintwhite fing. And maun Iftill, &c. III. *This Chorus is part of a fong composed by a gentleman in Edinburgh, a particular friend of the Author's. † Menie is the common abbreviation of Mariamne. |