Willie Stewart / Molly Rankin

You're welcome, Willie Stewart, You're welcome, Willie Stewart, There's never a flower that blooms in May, That's half so welcome's 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 You're 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, You're welcome, Willie Stewart... A flower, it grows, it fades, it falls And nature cannot renew it, But worth and truth, eternal youth, We'll 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. You're welcome, Willie Stewart... You're welcome, Willie Stewart...