Armstrong's Good-Night
This night is my departing night,
For here nae langer must I stay;
There 's neither friend nor foe o' mine
But wishes me away.
What I have done thro' lack o' wit
I never, never can recall.
I hope ye 're a' my friends as yet:
Good-night! And joy be wi' you all!
For here nae langer must I stay;
There 's neither friend nor foe o' mine
But wishes me away.
What I have done thro' lack o' wit
I never, never can recall.
I hope ye 're a' my friends as yet:
Good-night! And joy be wi' you all!
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