Green Grow The Rashes, O Lyrics - Singles - Andy M. Stewart

Chor. - Green grow the rashes, O; 

Green grow the rashes, O; 

The sweetest hours that e'er I spend, 

Are spent amang the lasses, O. 

There's nought but care on ev'ry han', 

In ev'ry hour that passes, O: 

What signifies the life o' man, 

An' 'twere na for the lasses, O. 

Green grow, &c. 

The war'ly race may riches chase, 

An' riches still may fly them, O; 

An' tho' at last they catch them fast, 

Their hearts can ne'er enjoy them, O. 

Green grow, &c. 

But gie me a cannie hour at e'en, 

My arms about my dearie, O; 

An' war'ly cares, an' war'ly men, 

May a' gae tapsalteerie, O! 

Green grow, &c. 

For you sae douce, ye sneer at this; 

Ye're nought but senseless asses, O: 

The wisest man the warl' e'er saw, 

He dearly lov'd the lasses, O. 

Green grow, &c. 

Auld Nature swears, the lovely dears 

Her noblest work she classes, O: 

Her prentice han' she try'd on man, 

An' then she made the lasses, O. 

Green grow, &c.