A' the lads o Thornie-bank,
When they gae to the shore o' Bucky,
They'll step in an' tak a pint,
Wi Lady Onlie, honest lucky.
ch. Lady Onlie, honest lucky,
Brews guid ale at shore o' Bucky:
I wish her sale for her guid ale,
The best on a' the shore o Bucky!
Her house sae bien, her curch sae clean-
I wat she is a dainty chuckie,
And cheery blinks the ingle-gleede
O Lady Onlie, honest lucky.
John Cope
Auld Lang Syne
John Cope
Auld Lang Syne
Stay, My Charmer, Can You Leave Me ?
Peck O Maut
The Bonie Lass Of Albanie
Comin' Thro' The Rye
The Ploughman
Up An Waun Them A' Jamie
The Battle Of Sherra-moor
Dainty Davie
What Will I do Gin My Hoggie Die ?
A Man's a Man For All That (Is There For Honest Poverty)
The Banks O Doon
Fete Champetre
Carl An The King Come
Jamie, Come Try Me
O Dear Minny, What Shall I do ?
On a Bank Of Flowers