A Pint O Wine Lyrics

A Pint O Wine lyrics

A Pint o Wine
          (Robert Burns)
Yestreen I had a pint o
wine,
   A place where body saw na;
Yestreen lay on this breast o'
mine
   The gowden locks of Anna.
The hungry Jew in wilderness
 
 Rejoicing o'er his manna
Was naething to my hiney bliss
   Upon the
lips of Anna.
Ye Monarchs take the East and West
    Frae Indus to
Savannah:
Gie me within my straining grasp
   The melting form of
Anna!
There I'll despise Imperial charms,
While dying raptures in her
arms,
   I give an take wi Anna!
Awa, thou flaunting God of Day!

 Awa, thou pale Diana!
Ilk Star, gae hide thy twinkling ray,
  When
I'm to meet my Anna!
Come, in thy raven plumage, Night
   (Sun, Moon,
and Stars, withdrawn a',)
And bring an Angel-pen to write
  My
transports with my Anna!
           POSTSCRIPT
The Kirk an State may
join, an tell
  To do sic things I maunna:
The Kirk an State may gae
to Hell,
  And I'll gae to my Anna.
She is the sunshine o' my e'e,
   To live but her I canna:
Had I on earth but wishes three,
   The
first should be my Anna.
tune: Banks of Banna (320)
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