The Auld Hoose |
Carolina Oliphant, (Lady Nairne), 1766-1845
O! the auld hoose, the auld hoose, What tho' the rooms were wee, O, kind hearts were dwelling there, And bairnies fu' O' glee. And wild rose and the jassamine Still hang upon the wa Hoo mony cherished memories Do they sweet flow'rs reca'.
2. O, the auld Laird, the auld Laird | 3. The mavis still doth sweetly sing, The bluebells sweetly blaw. The bonnie Earn's clear winding still, But the auld hoose is awa'. The auld hoose, the auld hoose Deserted tho' ye be, There ne'er can be a new hoose, Will seem sae fair to me.
4. Still flourishing the auld pear tree |