Twa weavers/The year that's awa'

by John Dunlop

For other versions of this work, see The Year That's Awa'.

THE YEAR THAT’S AWA’

Here’s to the year that’s awa,
We will drink it strong and in sma';
An' here’s to ilk bonny young lassie we lo’e;
While swift flew the years that’s awa.
An’ here’s to ilk, &c.

Here’s to the soger wha bled,
An' the sailor wha bravely did fa':
Though their fame is alive, yet their spirits are fled,
On the wings of the year that’s awa.
Though their fame is alive, &c.

Here’s to the friend we can trust,
While the storms of adversity blaw;
May they live in our song, and be nearest our hearts,
Nor depart like the year that’s awa.
May they live, &c.

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