A Bottle And Friend
There's
nane
that's
blest
of
human
kind,
But
the
cheerful
and
the
gay,
man,
Fal,
la,
la,
&c.
Here's
a
bottle
and
an
honest
friend!
What
wad
ye
wish
for
mair,
man?
Wha
kens,
before
his
life
may
end,
What
his
share
may
be
o'
care,
man?
Then
catch
the
moments
as
they
fly,
And
use
them
as
ye
ought,
man:
Believe
me,
happiness
is
shy,
And
comes
not
aye
when
sought,
man.