"GREEN GROW THE RUSHES, OH!"

"GREEN GROW THE RUSHES, OH!"

By: ROBERT BURNS

VERSE # 01:
There's naught but care
On every hand
Of every hour
That passes, oh,
That signifies
The life of man.
But, t'were not
For the lassies, oh!

CHORUS:
Green grow
The rushes, oh!
Green grow
The rushes, oh!
The sweetest hours
That e'er I know,
Were spent among
The lassies, oh!

VERSE # 02:
The worldly race,
Their riches chase,
And riches still may
Fly them, oh!
And when at last,
They catch them fast,
Their hearts can ne'er
Enjoy them, oh!

VERSE # 03:
Give me a quiet
Hour at e'en;
My arms around
My deary, oh!
And warly cares
And warly men
May a' gae
Topsy turvy, oh!

VERSE # 04:
For you so dour,
You sneer at this,
You'er not but
Senseless asses, oh!
The wisest man
The world e'er saw,
He dearly loved
The lassies, oh!