Neath the Gloamin' Star at E'en
Since ere I was a laddie and toilin' at the ploo.
I have wrestled sair wi fortune this weary world through.
But what lightens all my joy is that happy hour at e'en.
When I meet my bonnie lassie neath the gloamin' star at e'en.
cho: Neath the gloamin' star at e'en.
Neath the gloamin' star at e'en.
When I meet my bonnie lassie
Neath the gloamin' star at e'en..
Awa' ye haughty nobles wha' deem sich pleasures sma'.
There's joy that never enters your lordly hame or ha'.
For the joy of joys to me is that happy hour at e'en.
When I meet my bonnie lassie neath the gloamin' star at e'en..
Why should I seek for riches when toilin' at the ploo.
There's floors intae the peasant's path a king might stoop to pu'.
For yonder comes my lassie in beauty like a queen.
And I'll clasp her tae my bosom neath the gloamin' star at e'en
AJS
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