Dougie Maclean - Green Grow The Rashes lyrics

There's nought but care on every hand In every hour that pa**es o What signifies the worth o' man And 'twer na for the la**es o Green grow the rashes o Green grow the rashes o The sweetest hours that e'er i spent Were spent amang the la**es o The wardly race may riches chase And riches still may fly them o When at last they catch them fast Their hearts can ne'er enjoy them o Green grow the rashes o Green grow the rashes o The sweetest hours that e'er i spent Were spent amang the la**es o Gie me a cannie hour at e'en My arms about my dearie o And wardly cares and wardly men Can no' gae tapsalteerie o Green grow the rashes o Green grow the rashes o The sweetest hours that e'er i spent Were spent amang the la**es o