Joseph Haydn - The Lass of Lochroyan

To Rate
"O open the door, Lord Gregory!
O open, and let me in!
For the wind blaws through my yellow hair
And the rain drops o'er my chin."

"Gin thou be Annie of Lochroyan
(As I trow thou binna she)
Now tell me some o' the love tokens
That past between thee and me."

"O dinna ye mind, Lord Gregory
"As we sat at the wine
"We chang'd the rings frae our fingers?
"And I can shew thee thine

"O your's was gude, and gude enough
"But ay the best was mine;
"For your's was o' the gude red gowd
"But mine o' the diamond fine

Comments

More Joseph Haydn lyrics

Joseph Haydn - The Lass of Lochroyan
"O open the door, Lord Gregory! O open, and let me in! For the wind blaws through my yellow hair And the rain drops o'er my chin." "Gin thou be Annie of

Joseph Haydn - Tantum ergo
Tantum ergo Sacramentum Veneremur cernui: Et antiquum documentum Novo cedat ritui: Praestet fides supplementum Sensuum defectui Genitori, Genitoque Laus et

Joseph Haydn - Captain Okain
The small birds rejoice on the green leaves returning The murmuring streamlet winds clear thro' the vale; The primroses blow in the dews of the morning And wild scatter'd

Joseph Haydn - The Lord, th'Almighty monarch, spake
The Lord th'Almighty Monarch spake And bade the earth the summons take Far as his eyes the realms survey Of rising and declining day Revealed from Sion's sacred

Joseph Haydn - O let me in th'accepted hour
O let me in th'accepted hour In prayer to thee my spirit pour; Thine ear, O Lord, propitious bend And pleased, thy promised help extend Snatch from the miry depths my

Joseph Haydn - Maker of all! Be thou my guard
Maker of all! Be Thou my guard Give me, (my strength by Thee repair'd,) Give me to teach the faithless band To own the justice of thy hand So, while my pray'rs

Joseph Haydn - Long life shall Israel's king behol
Long life shall Israel's king behold And ages count on ages roll'd; With lasting joy thy servant's eyes Shall see his children's childrenrise Safe in thy

Joseph Haydn - Blest be the name of Jacob's God
Blest be the name of Jacob's God Whose love, in happiest hour bestow'd Has giv'n within my lot to fall The strong-built city's guarding wall Awhile, with

Joseph Haydn - Der Greis
Hin ist alle meine Kraft! Alt und schwach bin ich; Wenig nur erquicket mich Scherz und Rebensaft! Hin ist alle meine Zier! Meiner Wangen Roth Ist hinweggeflohn!

Joseph Haydn - An die Frauen
Natur gab Stieren Hörner Sie gab den Rossen Hufe Den Hasen schnelle Füße Den Löwen weite Rachen Den Fischen gab sie Flossen Und Fittige den Vögeln; Den Männern, den

Joseph Haydn