Ben J W Anthony - Green Grow The Rashes O'

Green grow the rashes o
Green grow the rashes o
The sweetest hours that e'r I spend
Are spent among the lasses o
There's nought but care on every hand
In every hour that passes o
What signifies the life o' man
And 't were no' for the lasses o
Green grow the rashes o
Green grow the rashes o
The sweetest hours that e'r I spend
Are spent among the lasses o
The worldly race may riches chase
And riches still may fly them o
And though at last they catch them fast
Their hearts can ne'er enjoy them o
Gi' me a canny hour at een
My arms about my dearie o
And worldly cares and worldly men
May aw gi' tapsalteerie o
For you so douce ye sneer at this
Ye're not but senseless asses o
The wisest man the world saw
He dearly loved the lasses o
Auld nature swears the lovely dears
Her noblest work she classes o
Her prentice hand she tried on man
And then she made the lassies o
Green grow the rashes o
Green grow the rashes o
The sweetest hours that e'r I spend
Are spent among the lasses o

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