The New Year by Caithness Violinist c. 1950

The New Year by Caithness Violinist. c. 1950


Gie me a wee drappie and then I'll be happy
Be it whisky or rum, or just beer.
A cup o' strong tea is no good to me
To welcome the coming New Year.


Here's to freens that's awa'
Here's to freens that live here -
In Kaitness the best place o' a'
Wha cares for the weather when true freens foregither
To tak' in the coming New Year.


Tak' Time by the throttle and buy a big bottle
I ken that 'e price is owre dear -
But ach ! What's the odds
When it's food for the gods
I wish ye a Happy New Year .