Burns's Songs/Green Grow the Rashes

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Green Grow the Rashes

Bonnie Banks of Ayr

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GREEN GROW THE RASHES.

Chorus.Green grow the rashes, O;Green grow the rashes, O;The sweetest hours that e’er I spentAre spent amang the lassies, O.

There’s nought but care on every han’,In ev’ry hour that passes, O;What signifies the life o’ man,An’ ’twere na for the lassies, O.Green grow, &c.

The war’ly race may riches chase,An’ riches still may fly them, O;An’ tho’ at last they catch them fast,Their hearts can ne’er enjoy them, OGreen grow, &c.

But gie me a canny hour at e’en.My arms about my dearie, O;An’ war’ly cares, an’ war’ly men,May a’ gae tapsalteerie, O.Green grow, &c.

For you sae douse, ye sneer at this,Ye’re nought but senseless asses, O; The wisest man the warl’ e’er saw,He dearly lov’d the lasses, O.Green grow, &c.

nature swears, the lovely dears,Her noblest work she classes, O;Her prentice han’ she tried on man,An’ then she made the lassies, O,Green grow, &c.