The American Stranger - The Tannahill Weavers

If you call me I'll come running And you can call me anytime These sixteen strings we're strumming They will back up every line, every line, every line Yeah Get me back on my feet G-g-get me back on my feet, on my feet If you call me I'll come running And you can call me anytime And these sixteen strings we're strumming They will back up every line There's a motivation about you That moves me when we're apart It agitates my affections And it wants to break my heart Help me, stranger Help me get it off my mind Get me back on my feet Brother, can you spare the time? Help me, stranger Help me get it off my mind Get me back on my feet Brother, can you spare the time? It's not essential that I feel you But it's a sensitive device I'm reverential when I hear you I genuflect to your advice Well, I wish I had the words And I want those words to rhyme And I wish I had the nerve 'Cause I sure don't have the time Help me, stranger Help me get it off my mind Get me back on my feet Brother, can you spare the time? Help me, stranger Help me get it off my mind Get me back on my feet Brother, can you spare the time? (Yeah) Brother can you spare the time? (Baby can you spare the time?) Brother can you spare the time? Brother can you spare the time?

I wandered again to my home in the mountains Where in youth's early dawn I was happy and free I looked for my friends but I never could find them I found they were all rank strangers to me Everybody I met seemed to be a rank stranger No mother or dad not a friend could I see They knew not my name and I knew not their faces I found they were all rank strangers to me. Now they've all moved away said the voice of a stranger To a beautiful home by a bright crystal sea And some day I'll meet them all up in Heaven Where no one will be a rank stranger to me.

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