By Robert Burns – 1783 To the Tune: I had a horse, I had nae mair. Now westlin winds and slaught’ring guns Bring Autumn’s pleasant weather; The moorcock springs on whirring wings Amang the blooming heather: Now waving grain, wide…
My Heart’s In The Highlands
Another favourite of mine by Robert Burns.. My Heart’s In The Highlands By Robert Burns – 1789 Sang to the tune of Failte na Miosg. Farewell to the Highlands, farewell to the North, The birth-place of Valour, the country of…
A Man’s A Man For A’ That
A Man’s A Man For A’ That – By Robert Burns – 1795 Is there for honest Poverty That hings his head, an’ a’ that; The coward slave-we pass him by, We dare be poor for a’ that! For a’…