The Auld Hoose

Oh! the auld hoose, the auld hoose,
What tho' the rooms were wee,
Oh, kind hearts were dwelling there,
And bairnies fu' 0' glee.

And wild rose and the jassamine 
Still hang upon the wa 
Hoo mony cherished memories 
Do they sweet flow 'rs reca'.

Oh, the auld Laird, the auld Laird 
Sae canty, kind and crouse. 
Hoo mony did he welcome there, 
His ain wee dear auld hoose. 

And the leddy, too, sae genty, 
There shelter'd Scoltand's heir, 
An' clipt a lock wi' her ain han' 
Frae his long yellow hair

The mavis still doth sweetly sing, 
The bluebells sweetly blaw. 
The bonnie Earn's clear, winding still 
But the auld hoose is awa'. 

The auld hoose, the auld hoose 
Deserted tho' ye be, 
There ne'er can be a new hoose, 
Will seem sae fair to me.

Still flourishing the auld pear tree 
The bairnies liked to see. 
And oh hoo often did they speir 
When ripe they a' wad be? 

The voices sweet, the wee bit feet 
Aye runnin' here and there. 
The merry shouts oh, whiles we greet 
To think we'll hear nae mair.

(The Auld Hoose)
What home was like in the 1700s.