The Book of Scottish Song/Ae Happy Hour

Ae Happy Hour.

[Alexander Laing.]

The dark gray o' gloaming,
The lone leafy shaw,
The coo o' the ringdove,
The scent o' the haw,
The brae o' the burnie,
A' blooming in flower,
An' twa faithfu' lovers,
Make ae happy hour.

A kind winsome wifie,
A clean canty hame,
An' sweet smiling babies
To lisp the dear name;
Wi' plenty o' labour,
And health to endure,
Make time row around aye
The ae happy hour.

Ye lost to affection,
Whom av'rice can move,
To woo, an' to marry,
For a' thing but love,
Awa' wi' your sorrows,
Awa' wi' your store,
Ye ken nae the pleasures
O' ae happy hour.

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