The LamplighterMy tea is nearly ready and the sun has left the sky.It's time to take the window to see Leerie going by;For every night at teatime and before you take your seat,With lantern and with ladder he comes posting up...

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy EveningWhose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow.My little horse must think it queer ...

My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here,My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer -A-chasing the wild deer, and following the roe;My heart's in the Highlands, wherever I go.Farewell to the Highlands, farewell to the Nort...