THE POET AND I
Alex Harvey
If I could write like Robert Burns
And my words flowed free
If I could write like Robert Burns
I'd give my love to thee
If I could paint a picture
Of the bird of the shining shore
The poet and I would would be as one
I would not ask for more
We would sing of Highland Mary
And follow where she goes
And tell the mountain daisy
My love is a red, red rose
The poet and I would walk the lane
And sit on the banks of the Don
The poet and I would write a hymn
And walk by the light of the moon
To sit by the fire with boney Jean
Hide from the Winter's blast
And talk of Tam o Shanter
And think about the past
We would sing of Highland Mary
And follow where she goes
And tell the mountain daisy
My love is a red, red rose