This song (words by James Thomson and music by James Booth) is frequently sung at the Burns Suppers around the world at the end of January each year which celebrate the life and works of Robert Burns.
The Star o' Rabbie Burns
There is a star whose beaming ray
Is shed on ev'ry clime.
It shines by night, it shines by day
And ne'er grows dim wi' time.
It rose upon the banks of Ayr,
It shone on Doon's clear stream -
A hundred years are gane and mair,
Yet brighter grows its beam.
Chorus
Let kings and courtiers rise and fa',
This world has mony turns
But brightly beams aboon them a'
The star o' Rabbie Burns.
Though he was but a ploughman lad
And wore the hodden grey,
Auld Scotland's sweetest bard was bred
Aneath a roof o'strae.
To sweep the strings o'Scotia's lyre,
It needs nae classic lore;
It's mither wit an native fire
That warms the bosom's core.
Chorus
On fame's emblazon'd page enshrin'd
His name is foremost now,
And many a costly wreath's been twin'd
To grace his honest brow.
And Scotland's heart expands wi' joy
Whene'er the day returns
That gave the world its peasant boy
Immortal Rabbie Burns.
Chorus
Meaning of unusual words:
gane=gone
mair=more
fa'=fall
aboon=above
hodden gray=coarse homespun cloth made from a mixture of black and white wool
strae=straw
Copied from http://www.rampantscotland.com/songs/blsongs_index.htm (I wondered where all those songs came from on the 29th! <g>)
As an Ayrshire lad, Ah'll mebbe gie ye a wee recitation or twa nearer the time
Davie
