The Book of Scottish Song/The Social Cup 1

The Social Cup.

[Charles Gray.—Tune, "Andro and his cutty gun."—The Auld-Kirk-Latch, mentioned in the fourth verse, is situated near Anstruther, in Fife, the residence of the author when the song was composed.—This is the earliest version.]

Blythe, blythe, and merry are we,
Blythe are we, aue and a';
Aften ha'e we canty been,
But sic a nicht we never saw.

The gloamin' saw us a' sit down,
And mickle mirth has been our fa';
But ca' the other toast aroun',
Till chanticleer begins to craw.

The auld kirk bell has chappit twal
Wha cares though she had chappit twa!
We're licht o' heart, and winna part,
Though time and tide should rin awa'.

Tut! never speir how wears the morn,
The moon's still blinkin' i' the sky;
And, gif like her we fill our horn,
I dinna doubt we'll drink it dry.

Should we gang by the Auld-Kirk-Latch,
Or round the haunted humlock knowe,
Auld Clootie there some chield might catch,
Or fleg us wi' a worricow!

Then fill us up a social cup,
And never mind the dapple dawn;
Just sit a while, the sun may smile,
And light us a' across the lawn.

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