I. Gane is the day, and mirk's the night, But we'll ne'er stray for fau't o' light, For ale and brandy's s...

How wisdom and folly meet, mix, and unite; How virtue and vice blend their black and their white; How genius, th' illustrious fath...

I. Flow gently, sweet Afton! among thy green braes, Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise; My Mary's asleep by ...

When Nature her great master-piece designed, And fram'd her last, best work, the human mind, Her eye intent on all the mazy pl...

I. While winds frae aff Ben-Lomond blaw, And bar the doors wi' driving snaw, And hing us owre the ingle, I set me down to pa...

Here Holy Willie's sair worn clay Takes up its last abode; His saul has ta'en some other way, I fear the left-hand road. ...

Auld chukie Reekie's sair distrest, Down droops her ance weel-burnisht crest, Nae joy her bonnie buskit nest Can yield ava, He...

Hail, thairm-inspirin', rattlin' Willie! Though fortune's road be rough an' hilly To every fiddling, rhyming billie, ...

In this strange land, this uncouth clime, A land unknown to prose or rhyme; Where words ne'er crost the muse's heckles, Nor ...

I. Weary fa' you, Duncan Gray-- Ha, ha, the girdin o't! Wae gae by you, Duncan Gray-- Ha, ha, the girdin o't! When...

I. Oppress'd with grief, oppress'd with care, A burden more than I can bear, I set me down and sigh: O life! thou art a ...

A TRUE STORY. Some books are lies frae end to end, And some great lies were never penn'd: Ev'n ministers, they ha'e ...

I. Sweet fa's the eve on Craigie-burn, And blithe awakes the morrow; But a' the pride o' spring's return Can yie...

I. In simmer, when the hay was mawn, And corn wav'd green in ilka field, While claver blooms white o'er the lea, And ros...

I. Coming through the rye, poor body, Coming through the rye, She draiglet a' her petticoatie, Coming through the rye. ...

I. Come boat me o'er, come row me o'er, Come boat me o'er to Charlie; I'll gie John Ross another bawbee, To boat...

I. When first my brave Johnnie lad Came to this town, He had a blue bonnet That wanted the crown; But now he has gotten ...

O death! thou tyrant fell and bloody! The meikle devil wi' a woodie Haurl thee hame to his black smiddie, O'er hurcheon ...

Tune--Caledonian Hunt's Delight." I. There was once a day--but old Time then was young-- That brave Caledonia, the ch...

CHORUS Ca' the ewes to the knowes, Ca' them whare the heather grows, Ca' them whare the burnie rowes, My bonnie ...