Gloomy Winter's Now Awa'
Gloomy Winter's Now Awa' | |
Robert Tannahill, 1808
| Gloomy winter's now awa', Saft the westlan' breezes blaw, 'Mang the birks o' Stanley shaw The mavis sings fu' cheery, O; Sweet the crawflower's early bell Decks Gleniffer's dewy dell, Blooming like thy bonnie sel', My young, my artless deary, O Come, my lassie, let us stray O'er Glenkilloch's sunny brae, Blithely spend the gowden day 'Midst joys that never weary, O. | 2. Towering o'er the Newton woods, Lav'rocks fan the snaw-white clouds, Siller saughs, wi' downy buds, Adorn the banks sae briery, O; Round the sylvan fairy nooks, Feathery breckans fringe the rocks, 'Neath the brae the burnie jouks, And ilka thing is cheery, O; Trees may bud, and birds may sing Flowers may bloom, and verdure spring, Joy to me they canna' bring, Unless wi' thee, my dearie, O. |