o sing to me the auld Scotch sangs
I' the braid Scottish tongue.
The sangs my father loved to hear,
The sangs my mither sung,
When she sat beside my cradle,
Or croon'd me on her knee.

And I wadna sleep,
she sang sae sweet,
The auld Scotch sangs to me.
And I wadna sleep,
she sang sae sweet
The auld Scotch sangs to me.

Sing ony 0' the auld Scotch sangs,
The blithesome or the sad,
They mak' me smile when I am wae,
And greet when I am glad.

My heart goes back to auld Scotland,
The saut tear dims my e'e,
And the Scotch blood leaps in a' my veins,
As ye sing the sangs to me.

And the Scotch blood leaps in a' my veins,
As ye sing the sangs to me.
Sing on, sing mair
0' thae auld sangs,
For ilka ane can tell
0' joy or sorrow i' the past

Where mem'ry lo'es to dwell,
Tho' hair grows grey and limbs grow auld,
Until the day I dee,
I'll bless the Scottish tongue that sings
The auld Scotch sangs to me.

I'll bless the Scottish tongue that sings
The auld Scotch sangs to me.

The Auld Scotch Sangs)
Many old Scottish songs originated
with the earliest Highland Games
when friends gathered together with
the Clan Chief to sing, dance and compete.

Oh Rowan Tree,Oh Rowan Tree, How dear thou be to me

Entwined thou art with many ties of hame and infancy

(Chorus)

Thy leaves were aye the first of spring

Thy leaves the summers pride

There was nae such a bonny tree in all the country side

How fair wert thou in summer time with all thy clusters white

How rich and gay thy autumn dress with berries red and bright

(Chorus)

On thy fair stem were many times which now nae mair I see

But they're engraven on my heart forgot they ne'er be

We sat aneath thy spreading shade the bairnes round thee ran

They pu'd thy bonny berries red and necklaces they strang

(Chorus)

My mother, Oh! i see her still she smiled out sports to see

With little Jeanie on her lap and Jamie at her knee

Oh there arose my father's prayer in holy evening's calm

How sweet was then my mother's voice in martyrs psalm

(Chorus)

Now all are gone! We meet nae mair aneath the Rowan Tree

But hallowed thoughts around me turn of hame and infancy

Of hame and infancy

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