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
Peck O Maut
John Cope
The Bonie Lass Of Albanie
Fete Champetre
Carl An The King Come
The Ranting Dog
Parcel O' Rogues
What Will I do Gin My Hoggie Die ?
A Pint o Wine
The Battle Of Sherra-moor
The Deidly Wars Are Past And Gane
When Wild War's Deadly Blast
Auld Lang Syne
O Dear Minny, What Shall I do ?
On a Bank Of Flowers
Eppie Adair
To The Weaver's Gin Ye Go
We Are Anchored By The Roadside, Jim