Treasure Island

Robert Burns

(1759-1796 / Ayrshire / Scotland)

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.

Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004

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  • Wendy Tyrrell (1/22/2010 5:22:00 PM)

    Erm.... It's Robert Burns we're talking about here. Not known for his sobriety or self-control. But he had a bloody good time while it lasted. (Report) Reply

  • Deborah Yeries (11/27/2005 11:26:00 AM)

    A bottle can be a friend, and happiness can be elusive, but it is no answer in the end, man. (Report) Reply

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