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To Daunton Me
TUNE: (As Title)

 

Burns Original

Standard English Translation

 

To Daunton Me

Chorus
To daunton me, to daunton me,
An auld man shall never daunton me!
To daunton me, to daunton me,
An auld man shall never daunton me!
1.
The blude-red rose at Yule may blaw,
The simmer lilies bloom in snaw,
The frost may freeze the deepest sea,
But an auld man shall never daunton me.
2.
To daunton me, and me sae young,
Wi' his fause heart and flatt'ring tongue:
That is the thing you ne'er shall see.
For an auld man shall never daunton me.
3.
For a' his meal and a' his maut,
For a' his fresh beef and his saut,
For a' his gold and white monie,
An auld man shall never daunton me!
4.
His gear may buy him kye and yowes,
His gear may buy him glens and knowes;
But me he shall not buy nor fee,
For an auld man shall never daunton me.
5.
He hirples twa-fauld as he dow,
Wi' his teethless gab and his auld beld pow,
And the rain rains down frae his red blear'd e'e -
That auld man shall never daunton me!

 

 

To Conquer Me

Chorus
To conquer me, to conquer me,
An old man shall never conquer me!
To conquer me, to conquer me,
An old man shall never conquer me!

The blood-red rose at Yule may blow,
The summer lilies bloom in snow,
The frost may freeze the deepest sea,
But an old man shall never conquer me.

To conquer me, and me so young,
With his false heart and flattering tongue:
That is the thing you never shall see.
For An old man shall never conquer me.

For all his meal and all his malt,
For all his fresh beef and his salt,
For all his gold and white (silver) money,
An old man shall never conquer me!

His wealth may buy him cattle and sheep,
His wealth may buy him glens and knolls;
But me he shall not buy nor hire,
For An old man shall never conquer me.

He hobbles two-fold (bent) as he can,
With his toothless mouth and his old bald head,
And the rain rains down from his red bleary eyes -
That old man shall never conquer me!

 

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