I hope everyone had a really good holiday and festive period. This week we have been learning our version of address to a haggis. I will put the words at the bottom for anyone unsure of what verses we are doing. We are also singing the song “life with you” by the proclaimers. I am looking forward to our burns afternoon on the 24th.
P5 Address to a Haggis adaptation
Fair fa’ your honest, sonsie face,
Great chieftain o’ the pudding-race!
Aboon them a’ ye tak your place,
Painch, tripe, or thairm:
Weel are ye wordy o’a grace As lang’s my arm.
The groaning trencher there ye fill,
Your hurdies like a distant hill,
Your pin wad help to mend a mill In time o’need,
While thro your pores the dews distil Like amber bead.
His knife see rustic Labour dight, An’ cut you up wi’ ready slight,
Trenching your gushing entrails bright,
Like ony ditch; And then,
O what a glorious sight, Warm-reekin’, rich!
Ye Pow’rs, wha mak mankind your care,
And dish them out their bill o’ fare,
Auld Scotland wants nae skinking ware That jaups in luggies;
But, if ye wish her gratefu’ prayer,
Gie her a haggis!
Life with you:
When I was a younger man
When I was a silly boy
I didn’t need a thing
I was strong as anything
I viewed solitude as a joy
But since I met you I’m distraught
You wandered in and now I’m caught
I never thought I would see
Someone so truly good
Someone who’s so everything I’m not
I want to spend my life with you
Don’t want to live all alone
I can’t conceive of the years left to me
Without you in our home
But what if, what if, what if, what
If it’s not perfect then it’s not?
But every care I take
Nothing I won’t forsake
To dwell beside what you’ve got
Every time I think about you
I think I can’t live without you
I tell you something I am nothing without you
I want to spend my life with you
Don’t want to live all alone
I can’t conceive of the years left to me
Without you in our home
I want to spend my life with you
Don’t want to live all alone
I can’t conceive of the years left to me
Without you in our home
Without you in our home