Guid Nicht, An' Joy Be Wi' Ye A'


The nicht is wearin' tae the wane
And aye it bids fast awa'
Cauld blaws the wind on every stane
An' dark the clood comes doon the shaw

     But let the wild winds toot an' hoowl
     Anither drappie ca',
     An' we'll hae a toast to ye ma frien's:
     Guid nicht, an' joy be wi' ye a'.

For we hae travelled far an' near
Owre monie's the heath an' fell
An' bonny lassies we hae seen
Tae kiss them, aye, an' lo'e them well

     But let the wild winds toot an' hoowl
     Anither drappie ca',
     An' we'll hae a toast to ye ma frien's:
     Guid nicht, an' joy be wi' ye a'.

We've drunk our fill in hoose an' ha'
Licht as beggars on the way
Ofttimes we drank a drap owre much
An' aye lived tae fecht anither day

     But let the wild winds toot an' hoowl
     Anither drappie ca',
     An' we'll hae a toast to ye ma frien's:
     Guid nicht, an' joy be wi' ye a'.