We'll Sing Again. Poem by Billy Henderson

Chorus:
We'll sing again, don't know where, don't know when,
Like a jackdaw or a hen, some brand-new day,
Keep screchin' on, till the bum notes all have gone
And your range has overdrawn, chin up and play;

1. Won't you please play a lay that has something to say
Like 'The Laird o' Cockpen',
Rosin the Bow', 'To the beggin' I'll go',
Even 'Three score and ten', (All together now) - - -

Chorus:
2. There's a lot to be said for the songs in your head,
They're so good for the soul,
Clearer the note wi' a ‘frog in your throat'
Than a ‘toad in your hole', (All together now) - -

Chorus:

(Trad. Arr. Idlefrets Music.15.06.2020) .