Lyrics:
Brings the dusty silver
I wad gae my coatie
For the dusty Miller.
He filled the warriors' breasts wi' fire
He cheered the heart o' sage and sire
And made the listening groups admire
As he gae'd through Dumbarton
the haze
Ya who' Jumme gae bile ya heed
The Senorita said
I'll drag your lungs out through your nose
Space truckers free and high
Teamsters get you by
the haze
Ya who' Jumme gae bile ya heed
The Senorita said
I'll drag your lungs out through your nose
Space truckers free and high
Teamsters get you by
By yon bonnie banks and by yon bonnie braes,
Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomon'.
where me and my true love were ever wont to gae
e'er I spent were spent amang the lassies-o
Gie me a cannie hour at e'en me arms about me dearie-o
An' wardly cares an' wardly men may a' gae
sittin' right by my side all day
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout
It's
Bow wow
Me
Omarion
Here it comes
L
B
Dub
Gae
T
U
G
Yep!
sittin' right by my side all day
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout
It's
Bow Wow
Me
Omarion
Here it comes
L
B
Dub
Gae
T
U
G
Yep!
sittin' right by my side all day
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout
It's
Bow Wow
Me
Omarion
Here it comes
L
B
Dub
Gae
T
U
G
Yep!
bula di pitsa
O mphidisa boima
Lorr o tsene ko kae akitsi
Le retex e weak for system ya gae
Ke zamile le glue wae jampa
Ya tshwara ka mistake oe betha ka
knock
my heart it gae a stoun.
Chorus
The moon was sinkin in the west
Wi' visage pale and wan,
As my bonnie westlin weaver lad
Convoy'd me thro'
wat and weary:
Cast off the wat, put on the dry,
And gae to bed, my Dearie.
I will wash my Ploughman's hose,
And I will dress his o'erlay;
I will
Wha is that at my bower-door?"
"O wha is it but Findlay!"
"Then gae your gate, ye'se nae be here:"
"Indeed maun I," quo' Findlay;
"What mak'
Altho' my back be at the wa',
And tho' he be the fautor;
Altho' my back be at the wa',
Yet, here's his health in water.
O wae gae by his
By yon bonnie banks, and by you bonnie braes
Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomond.
Where me and my true love were ever won't to gae
grow, and see
But gie me a cannie hour at e'en,
My arms about my dearie, Oh,
An' war'ly cares, an' war'ly men,
May a' gae tapsalteerie, Oh!
Green
maun cross the main.
He turn'd him right and round about,
Upon the Irish shore,
And gae his bridle reins a shake,
With adieu for evermore, my dear,
shot and evey knock,
My heart it gae a stoun.
To the weaver's
The moon was sinking in the west,
Wi' visage pale and wan,
As my bonie, westlin
Love wont to gae (go)!
I lean'd my back unto an aik (oak),
I thocht it was a trustie tree,
But first it bow'd and syne (soon) it brak (broke)
Sae my
By yon bonnie banks and by yon bonnie braes,
Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomon'.
where me and my true love were ever wont to gae
kgalemela (Ntate kgalema dipolao fatsheng la rona)
Iyo re ne re dutse, re dutse ka titelo (Kgalema kgalema kgalema kgalema)
Re emetse motswadi go bowa gae
Bolelang efangedi ya Ntate le tsebise sechaba pholoso ya gae
Baruti (Baruti bolelang efangedi ya Ntate)
Le tsebise (Le tsebise sechaba pholoso ya
le le matla la gae, re tlile go fedisa tsohle tse mpe
Lefatshe la rona le tlile go fetoga ya nna lefatshe la khutso le lerato
Tlhokang tsebo ka tsa
Get your caps then fill up cooler bag tshisa jeje
Tlohela flopo sta hao ko gae releasa tention (Say yesh freshe)
Out of da box we freshe
Out the box
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