The Power of Song by Caithness Violinist c. 1942

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ThePower of Song by Caithness Violinist.

1. 1942

When times are bad and friends are few
An' life seems filled with cares for you
Tak' my advice when things go wrang
Lift up yer hert an' sing a sang.


The power of song when sweetly sung
Is balm to heart that's weary
And friendship's bells when sweetly rung
Aye keep a cronie cheery.


The world is full enough of woes
With troubles here in numbers
But while we sing the music flows
They cant disturb our slumbers


So tak' the line that least resists
In weighing up the chances
Against the pugilistic fists
In all her roonds o' dances.


For ye an' me an' a' the rest
Wha keep this auld world living
There'smuch to lift us to life's crest
The rest we'll be forgiving.