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Youâre welcome, Willie Stewart,
Youâre welcome, Willie Stewart,
Thereâs never a flower that blooms in May,
Thatâs half so welcomeâs as thou art!
Come, bumpers high, express your joy,
The bowl we must renew it,
The tappit hen, go bring her ben,
(tappit hen-a quart measure of whiskey usually served in
ben-a bowl with a lid)
to welcome Willie Stewart
Youâre welcome, Willie Stewart...
Though foes be strong, and friends be slack
Their action, must they rue it,
May woman on him turn her back
That wrongs thee, Willie Stewart,
Youâre welcome, Willie Stewart...
A flower, it grows, it fades, it falls
And nature cannot renew it,
But worth and truth, eternal youth,
Weâll give to Willie Stewart
May she whose arms shall enfold thy charms
Possess a loyal and true heart
To her be given, to ken the heaven (ken - know)
She holds in Willie Stewart.
Youâre welcome, Willie Stewart...
Youâre welcome, Willie Stewart...
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