Bring It On Home to Me

The birth of the grass and the melting snow As we left the low lands far below When we spent the spring on the Western shore As happy as anyone ever before And the winter that found us hunkered down in the small stone cottage in the Ireland town For months of the blessed absence of light When we never left each other's sight I can taste the salt, I can smell the pete With you and the whiskey, so bitter and sweet I remember the season and Glasgow town With our snug little attic and the pub right 'round As our friends came by for a sing or a talk And our vicious fight on that cold dawn walk I remembered the castle where we vowed to meet And the fog rolled in on Princes Street When all the town was a cold gray stone As I turned up my collar And I sat there alone If you've ever changed your mind about leaving Leaving me behind Oh-oh, bring to me Bring your sweet lovin' Bring it on home to me, yeah, yeah I'll give you jewelry, money too But that's not all, all I'll do for you Oh-oh, bring it to me Bring your sweet lovin' Bring it on home to me, yeah, yeah There's a hand, my trusty friend And give my hand o' thine (Oh-oh, bring it to me, bring your sweet lovin') we'll take a cup of kindness yet (Bring it on home to me) for auld lang syne (yeah, yeah) (You know I'd always be your slave) should old acquaintance be forgot ('Til I'm buried, buried in my grave) and never brought to mind? (Oh, bring it to me, bring your sweet lovin') we'll take a cup of kindness yet (Bring it on home to me) for auld lang syne (yeah, yeah) (You know I tried to treat you right) for auld lang syne, my dear For auld lang syne We'll take a cup of kindness yet For auld lang syne