A Wee Deoch-an'-Doris
A Wee Deoch-an'-Doris | |
Written by or for Sir Harry Lauder
| There's a good auld Scottish custom That has stood the test of time. It's a custom that's been carried out In ev'ry land and clime. Where brother Scots foregather, It's aye, the usual thing: Just before we say "Good nicht!" We raise our cups and sing: Chorus: Just a wee deoch an' doris, Just a wee drap, that's a'. Just a wee deoch an' doris, Before we gang awa'. There's a wee wifey waiting, And a wee but in vain. If you can say "It's a braw, bricht, Moonlicht nicht," Well you're a' richt, d'ye ken! |
2. I like a man that is a man, A man that's straight and fair: The sort o' man that will and can In all things do his share. I like a man, a jolly man, The sort o' man, you know, The chap that slaps your back and says, "Man, Jock, afore we go . . . Chorus: |