A mile an' a bittock, a mile or
twa,
Abune the burn, ayont the law
Davie an' Donal' an' Cherlie an'
a',
An' the mune was shinin'
clearly!
Ane went hame wi' the ither, an'
then
The ither went hame wi' the
ither twa men,
An' baith wad return him the
service again,
An' the mune was shinin'
clearly!
The clocks were chappin' in
house an' ha',
Eleeven, twal' an ane an' twa;
An' the guidman's face was turnt
to the wa',
An' the mune was shinin'
clearly!
Noo, Davie was first to get
sleep in his head,
"The best o' frien's maun
twine," he said;
"I'm weariet, an' here I'm aea'
to my bed,"
An' the mune was shinin'
clearly!
Twa o' them walkin' an' crackin'
their lane,
The mornin' licht cam grey an'
plain,
An' the birds they yammert on
stick an' stane,
An' the mune was shinin'
clearly!
O years ayont, O years awa',
My lads, ye'll mind whate'er
befa' -
My lads, ye'll mind on the beild
o' the law,
When the mune was shinin'
clearly.
