Like a rose, sprung in June
There's a song wha' springs in me
Like a bird on the breeze
My merry muse will rise sae free
Tho' there's nane who can hear
Tho' each word may be in vain
Still the song, like the rose, blooms again

One life, well spent in pleasuring
One life, well lov'd thro' a'
Each moment lived, well worth treasuring
Each emotion, each passion, sae braw

Like a star in the night
There's a song wha' shines in me
Like a blaze, blin' an' wild
My reckless muse will rage for thee
Tho' the years may forget
Tho' thy mem'ry o' me wanes
Still the song, like the star, remains

Tho' the years may forget
Tho' thy mem'ry o' me wanes
Still the song, like the star, remains

Music by Ted Blackbourn, Lyrics by Don Macrae