Star O' the Bar

Oh I'll sing ye's a stave if ye'll gie’s yer attention

It's nae tale o' pity, it's nae tale o' woe

It’s nae word o' honour or love will I mention

But I'll sing o' a lassie I kent lang ago

 

Nae better than maist, and nae worse as mony

And what drew me tae her 's no easy tae say

She was coorse, she was heartless and she wasnae that bonnie

But she was the star o' the bar in her day

 

I've stravaiged the Royal Mile wi' her, drinkin' in style wi' her

Rose Street frae end tae end aften surveyed

Focht and swore in the pubs wi' her

Rolled in the dubs wi' her, cadged mony subs frae her, never repaid

 

Nae better than maist, and nae worse as mony

And what drew me tae her 's no easy tae say

She was coorse, she was heartless and she wasnae that bonnie

But she was the star o' the bar in her day

 

A' ye chaps wi' young lassies believe me love soon passes

And a' yer bricht dreams is but straws in the wind

Better yin wha'll sit doon wi' ye, sing a fine tune wi' ye

Pass the gless roond wi' ye, drink hersel blind

 

Nae better than maist, and nae worse as mony

And what drew me tae her 's no easy tae say

She was coorse, she was heartless and she wasnae that bonnie

But she was the star o' the bar in her day

 

Nae better than maist, and nae worse as mony

And what drew me tae her 's no easy tae say

She was coorse, she was heartless and she wasnae that bonnie

But she was the star o' the bar in her day