Joy of My Heart - The Tannahill Weavers

Don't walk too proud, don't talk too loud And make it up as you go And take whatever you're given And leave what you think you know at the door And she said "You could be my kind of man Will you do the best you can?" And I could use a little time I need to straighten on my mind And I'm gonna break on, break on through And I close my eyes and think of you And you said "You could be my kind of man And will you do the best you can?" Find a thing that you love Find a thing you understand Find a thing that you love Find a thing you understand You could be my You could be my You could be my kind of man You could be my You could be my You might be my kind of man Find a thing that you love Find a thing you understand Find a thing that you love Find a thing you understand

Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to mind? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And auld lang syne? For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We"ll tak a cup o" kindness yet, For auld lang syne. And surely ye"ll be your pint-stowp, And surely I"ll be mine! And we"ll tak a cup o" kindness yet, For auld lang syne. For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We"ll tak a cup o" kindness yet, For auld lang syne. We twa hae run about the braes, And pu"d the gowans fine; But we"ve wandered mony a weary fit Sin" auld lang syne. For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We"ll tak a cup o" kindness yet, For auld lang syne. We twa hae paidled i" the burn, Frae morning sun till dine; But seas between us braid hae roared Sin" auld lang syne. For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We"ll tak a cup o" kindness yet, For auld lang syne. And there"s a hand, my trusty fiere, And gie"s a hand o" thine! And we"ll tak a right guid-willie waught For auld lang syne. For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We"ll tak a cup o" kindness yet, For auld lang syne.

Oh the summer time is come and the trees are sweetly bloomin' And the wild mountain thyme grows amang the bloomin' heather Will ye go lassie go? And we'll all go together, to pull wild mountain thyme All around the bloomin' heather, will ye go lassie go? I will build my love a bower by yon clear crystal fountain And on it I will pile a' the flooers o' the mountain Will ye go lassie go? If my true love she were gone I would surely find another Where the wild mountain thyme grows amang the bloomin' heather Will ye go lassie go?

Bide a wee ye bonnie hours o' sweet yestreen Haud awa' the thocht that e'er I will forget Lang the wimplin wey unrowes afore my een And the mindin' will be sweeter yet Aye, the road was haudin' frae the lass that I will aye remember Braw burn the s far behind me in the rain The leaves were changin' tae the colors o' the glowing embers My heart lay waiting for the spring tae come again Hae we rin the gless or daur we dream of mair While as surely as the river meets the sea? When the eastlin wind has blawn the forest bare Will the pertin' a' the wider be? Could I leeze me on your lousome face again Gin the traivel's turn should bring me tae your side? Fain would I nae langer steek my heart wi' pain Or lay curse upon the ocean wide Aye, the road was haudin' frae the lass that I will aye remember Braw burn the s far behind me in the rain The leaves were changin' tae the colors o' the glowing embers My heart lay waiting for the spring tae come