Green Grow The Rashes O Is a Scottish Folk Song written by Robert Burns whom many call the poet of Scotland. This song goes back to the 1700`s. Dougie MacLean and The CB Gitty Band both play this song so great as well as many others. I`ll post the lyrics if you want to sing along with me while you`re listening. Guitar Fingerpicking and vocal.<br /><br />Green grow the rashes, O - lyrics<br /><br />There's nought but care on every hand,<br />In every hour that passes, O:<br />What signifies the life of man,<br />If were not for the lasses O.<br /><br />Green grow the rashes, O;<br />Green grow the rashes, O;<br />The sweetest hours that e'er I spend,<br />Are spent among the lasses, O.<br /><br />The worldly race may riches chase,<br />And riches still may fly them, O;<br />And though at last they catch them fast,<br />Their hearts can ne'er enjoy them, O.<br /><br />But give me a cannie hour at e'en<br />My arms about my dearie, O,<br />And worldly cares and worldly men<br />May all go tapsalteerie, O.<br /><br />Why so grave, you sneer at this;<br />You`re nought but senseless asses, O<br />The wisest man the world e'er saw,<br />He dearly loved the lasses, O.<br /><br />Old Nature swears, the lovely dears<br />Her noblest work she classes, O<br />Her prentice han' she tried on man,<br />An' then she made the lasses, O.<br />...<br /><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hD8ppy6l1_8" target="_blank" rel="nofollow">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hD8ppy6l1_8</a>