0:19:18 > 0:19:21Hello, I'm delighted you can be with us
0:19:21 > 0:19:24to enjoy this concert of poetry, music and song,
0:19:24 > 0:19:28as we celebrate the life and work of Robert Burns.
0:19:28 > 0:19:31The Ulster Orchestra is taking centre stage this evening,
0:19:31 > 0:19:34and among those appearing with them are...
0:19:34 > 0:19:37# Awa' wi' your belles and your beauties... #
0:19:37 > 0:19:39..Scots singer Emily Smith...
0:19:41 > 0:19:44..the Field Marshal Montgomery Pipe Band...
0:19:44 > 0:19:46# Will we never meet... #
0:19:46 > 0:19:50..singing duo Sylvia Burnside and Alan McBride...
0:19:52 > 0:19:54..Jamie McClennan...
0:19:55 > 0:19:58..and the Markethill Dancers.
0:20:00 > 0:20:02Welcome to...
0:21:59 > 0:22:02APPLAUSE
0:22:08 > 0:22:09Ladies and gentlemen,
0:22:09 > 0:22:15she is regarded as one of the finest interpreters of traditional song
0:22:15 > 0:22:19in these islands, so please give her a very warm Ulster welcome -
0:22:19 > 0:22:22it's Scotland's Emily Smith.
0:22:22 > 0:22:24APPLAUSE
0:22:38 > 0:22:45# Ooh, ooh, ooh
0:22:47 > 0:22:51# I once was a maid though I canna mind when
0:22:51 > 0:22:55# Still my delight is in proper young men
0:22:55 > 0:23:00# Some one of a troop of dragoons was my daddy
0:23:00 > 0:23:07# Nae wonder I'm fond o' a young soldier laddie
0:23:07 > 0:23:09# Singing fa, la, la, la
0:23:09 > 0:23:13# La, la, la, la, laddie
0:23:16 > 0:23:20# The first o' my loves was a swaggering blade
0:23:20 > 0:23:25# To rattle the thundering drum was his trade
0:23:25 > 0:23:30# His leg was sae tight and his cheek was sae ruddy
0:23:30 > 0:23:36# Transported I was wi' my soldier laddie
0:23:36 > 0:23:39# Singing fa, la, la, la
0:23:39 > 0:23:43# La, la, la, la, laddie
0:23:49 > 0:23:53# But the godly old chaplain left him in the lurch
0:23:53 > 0:23:57# So the sword I forsook for the sake o' the church
0:23:57 > 0:24:02# He ventured the soul and I risked the body
0:24:02 > 0:24:08# 'Twas then I proved false to my young soldier laddie
0:24:08 > 0:24:11# Singing fa, la, la, la
0:24:11 > 0:24:15# La, la, la, la, laddie
0:24:18 > 0:24:22# Full soon I grew sick o' my sanctified thoughts
0:24:22 > 0:24:26# The regiment at large for a husband I got
0:24:26 > 0:24:32# From the gilded spontoon to the fife I was ready
0:24:32 > 0:24:38# I asked for nae mair than a young soldier laddie
0:24:40 > 0:24:44# Oh, laddie
0:24:44 > 0:24:48# Oh, laddie
0:24:55 > 0:24:59# But the peace it reduced me to beg in despair
0:24:59 > 0:25:03# Till I met my old boy at a Cunningham fair
0:25:03 > 0:25:09# His rags regimental they fluttered sae gaudy
0:25:09 > 0:25:15# Oh, my heart, it rejoiced at my soldier laddie
0:25:15 > 0:25:17# Sing fa, la, la, la
0:25:17 > 0:25:21# La, la, la, la, laddie
0:25:24 > 0:25:28# And noo I hae lived and I know not how long
0:25:28 > 0:25:32# Still I can join in a cup and a song
0:25:32 > 0:25:38# And while with both hands I can hold the glass steady
0:25:38 > 0:25:40# Here's to you, my love
0:25:40 > 0:25:45# My ain soldier laddie
0:25:47 > 0:25:49# Sing fa, la, la, la
0:25:49 > 0:25:53# La, la, la, la, laddie
0:25:56 > 0:25:58# Sing fa, la, la, la
0:25:58 > 0:26:02# La, la, la, la, laddie
0:26:04 > 0:26:08# Oh, laddie
0:26:08 > 0:26:11# Oh, laddie
0:26:11 > 0:26:15# Ooh, ooh
0:26:15 > 0:26:16# Ooh, ooh
0:26:16 > 0:26:18# Oh, laddie... #
0:26:18 > 0:26:21SHE VOCALISES
0:26:25 > 0:26:28# Oh, laddie
0:26:32 > 0:26:37# Ooh, ooh, ooh. #
0:26:39 > 0:26:41APPLAUSE
0:26:46 > 0:26:48Emily, you're from the same part of the world as Burns -
0:26:48 > 0:26:49Dumfries and Galloway.
0:26:49 > 0:26:51Do you feel a connection?
0:26:51 > 0:26:52Yeah, definitely.
0:26:52 > 0:26:56I mean, as a child, we had a lot of Burns in school,
0:26:56 > 0:26:59we learnt his poetry, we sang the songs,
0:26:59 > 0:27:01you could enter competitions within the school, that kind of thing,
0:27:01 > 0:27:04so you almost were a wee bit sickened of him
0:27:04 > 0:27:06by the time you left primary school,
0:27:06 > 0:27:09and me starting a career in traditional music,
0:27:09 > 0:27:10the first songs that I learnt,
0:27:10 > 0:27:13I ran as far away as I could from Burns' material -
0:27:13 > 0:27:16I looked older, pre-Burns, or just something different,
0:27:16 > 0:27:18different subject matter.
0:27:18 > 0:27:21However, I'm born and brought up in Dumfries and Galloway,
0:27:21 > 0:27:24and as an adult, and having moved back to live there,
0:27:24 > 0:27:25I love the connection that I have with him,
0:27:25 > 0:27:29I love that I grew up looking at the same landscapes that he travelled,
0:27:29 > 0:27:32on his jobs as a tax collector,
0:27:32 > 0:27:35I've been to visit Ellisland Farm just recently -
0:27:35 > 0:27:39and it's just magical to sense he's still there in spirit,
0:27:39 > 0:27:42and I think it's amazing how his legacy lives on.
0:27:45 > 0:27:50# Lang hae we pairted been
0:27:50 > 0:27:54# Lassie, my dearie
0:27:54 > 0:27:59# Noo here we are all met again
0:27:59 > 0:28:03# Lassie lie near me
0:28:03 > 0:28:08# Near me, oh, near me
0:28:08 > 0:28:12# Lassie, lie near me
0:28:13 > 0:28:17# Lang hae you lain your lane
0:28:17 > 0:28:22# Oh, lassie lie near me
0:28:27 > 0:28:31# Oh, all the things that I hae endured
0:28:31 > 0:28:36# Lassie, my dearie
0:28:36 > 0:28:41# Here in you arms, oh, all is cured
0:28:41 > 0:28:45# Lassie, lie near me
0:28:45 > 0:28:50# Near me, oh, near me
0:28:50 > 0:28:54# Lassie, lie near me
0:28:54 > 0:28:59# Lang hae you lain your lane
0:28:59 > 0:29:03# Oh, lassie lie near me
0:29:09 > 0:29:13# Oh, aa the days that I've been away
0:29:13 > 0:29:17# Lassie, my dearie
0:29:17 > 0:29:22# I thoucht on you and oor bairns at play
0:29:22 > 0:29:27# Oh, lassie lie near me
0:29:28 > 0:29:33# Near me, oh, near me
0:29:33 > 0:29:37# Lassie, lie near me
0:29:37 > 0:29:42# Lang hae you lain your lane
0:29:42 > 0:29:46# Oh, lassie lie near me
0:29:52 > 0:29:56# And in the morning will come the sun
0:29:56 > 0:30:01# Lassie, my dearie
0:30:01 > 0:30:06# Until that hour let us hae oor fun
0:30:06 > 0:30:11# Oh, lassie lie near me
0:30:11 > 0:30:15# Near me, oh, near me
0:30:15 > 0:30:20# Lassie, lie near me
0:30:20 > 0:30:25# Lang hae you lain your lane
0:30:25 > 0:30:29# Oh, lassie lie near me
0:30:29 > 0:30:35# Oh, near me, oh, near me
0:30:35 > 0:30:40# Lassie, lie near me
0:30:40 > 0:30:44# Lang hae you lain your lane
0:30:44 > 0:30:50# Oh, lassie lie near me
0:30:50 > 0:30:54# Lassie, lie near me. #
0:31:11 > 0:31:14APPLAUSE
0:31:19 > 0:31:25Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome to the stage Mr Robert Burns.
0:31:25 > 0:31:27APPLAUSE
0:31:31 > 0:31:34"It is a well-known historical fact
0:31:34 > 0:31:37"that a great portion of the people of Ulster
0:31:37 > 0:31:40"are descended from Scottish settlers.
0:31:40 > 0:31:43"From the circumstances of our Scottish descent,
0:31:43 > 0:31:45"we can appreciate the character
0:31:45 > 0:31:49"and admire the genius and poetry of Burns
0:31:49 > 0:31:53"almost as much as the natives of Scotland."
0:31:55 > 0:31:58Do you know who wrote that?
0:31:58 > 0:32:03No less than the Mayor of Belfast in 1844.
0:32:04 > 0:32:07Now, he was clearly a man of very good judgment.
0:32:09 > 0:32:12"The genius and poetry of Burns."
0:32:12 > 0:32:14I like that.
0:32:16 > 0:32:18It's wonderful to be here in Belfast
0:32:18 > 0:32:21for a celebration of my life and birthday -
0:32:21 > 0:32:25especially as, this year, the celebration is on the 21st,
0:32:25 > 0:32:29which means I can hae a pairty here in Belfast tonight,
0:32:29 > 0:32:33and yin in Scotland next weekend.
0:32:33 > 0:32:37As you may have heard, I do enjoy a guid pairty.
0:32:37 > 0:32:38Hm!
0:32:38 > 0:32:43Historical records don't say whether I ever visited Belfast,
0:32:43 > 0:32:48but given there's many a nicht I canna quite remember...
0:32:48 > 0:32:50there's every possibility.
0:32:51 > 0:32:55I do have many connections wi' Belfast, though.
0:32:55 > 0:32:58Belfast, in 1787,
0:32:58 > 0:33:03saw the first published editions of my works outside of Scotland.
0:33:03 > 0:33:08This was printed after the Belfast News Letter
0:33:08 > 0:33:11published a selection of my poetry a year earlier
0:33:11 > 0:33:15under the pen name of The Ayrshire Ploughman.
0:33:15 > 0:33:20A hundred years after my birth, in 1859,
0:33:20 > 0:33:24a great celebration took place here in Belfast at the Corn Exchange.
0:33:25 > 0:33:29My granddaughter Eliza and her daughter Martha
0:33:29 > 0:33:31were the honoured guests.
0:33:32 > 0:33:36It was nae accident that the people of Belfast and Ulster
0:33:36 > 0:33:38took me to their hearts -
0:33:38 > 0:33:43for the people of Ulster and the people of Scotland are kith and kin.
0:33:44 > 0:33:51In 1960, another Irish paper, The Irish News,
0:33:51 > 0:33:54published this poem.
0:33:54 > 0:33:58"'Nights with Burns are all the fashion,'
0:33:58 > 0:34:02"Said the host, 'our Province o'er
0:34:02 > 0:34:05"'Bonnie Scotland is our passion
0:34:05 > 0:34:09"'Ulster Scots we, to the core.'"
0:34:09 > 0:34:10Hm.
0:34:10 > 0:34:16Nearly 60 years later, I, Robert Burns,
0:34:16 > 0:34:20am pleased to see that you still have the passion...
0:34:20 > 0:34:24and I'm delighted to see that I'm still..
0:34:24 > 0:34:26very much in fashion.
0:34:28 > 0:34:30APPLAUSE
0:37:53 > 0:37:55APPLAUSE
0:38:04 > 0:38:07Sylvia and Alan, you'll be singing a beautiful song for us this evening -
0:38:07 > 0:38:09Fare Thee Well Love.
0:38:09 > 0:38:12It comes from Nova Scotia and The Rankin Family.
0:38:12 > 0:38:13You're both solo singers -
0:38:13 > 0:38:17but what is it about singing together in a duet
0:38:17 > 0:38:18that makes it so special?
0:38:18 > 0:38:21- We have a good rapport, you know? - Yeah.- And that means an awful lot.
0:38:21 > 0:38:25And it's a shared experience, you know?
0:38:25 > 0:38:26- Isn't that right?- Yeah.
0:38:26 > 0:38:31It takes some of the weight of a performance off just an individual,
0:38:31 > 0:38:35and you get to kind of spread it across so that it becomes shared.
0:38:35 > 0:38:37This particular song from The Rankin Family
0:38:37 > 0:38:39was sang by a brother and sister,
0:38:39 > 0:38:42and my sister Violet and I used to sing together years ago,
0:38:42 > 0:38:45until she was involved with the Great Britain ladies' hockey team,
0:38:45 > 0:38:48so she had to commit her time to training for the Olympics,
0:38:48 > 0:38:51and I started singing by myself, and that's where it continued -
0:38:51 > 0:38:54but this song takes me back to those days when, as a family,
0:38:54 > 0:38:57we'd sit around the fire and sing and play music.
0:38:57 > 0:39:00We were speaking earlier about how, you know, in life
0:39:00 > 0:39:03you'll meet with numerous goodbyes - different kinds of goodbyes -
0:39:03 > 0:39:07and some will have a more superficial, temporary level,
0:39:07 > 0:39:10and some will be a wee bit deeper, and then, of course,
0:39:10 > 0:39:11there's the final goodbye,
0:39:11 > 0:39:15and this song - it could be any of those, really, couldn't it?
0:39:15 > 0:39:16Because it just says, "Look,"
0:39:16 > 0:39:19you know, "I'll drink to you, I'll sing songs about you,
0:39:19 > 0:39:20"but at the end of the day,
0:39:20 > 0:39:22"I'll always be with you if you just have my heart."
0:39:24 > 0:39:27# Fare thee well, love
0:39:28 > 0:39:33# Fare thee well, love
0:39:33 > 0:39:36# Far away
0:39:37 > 0:39:42# You must go
0:39:42 > 0:39:46# Take your heart, love
0:39:47 > 0:39:51# Take your heart, love
0:39:51 > 0:39:55# Will we never meet
0:39:55 > 0:40:01# Again no more?
0:40:01 > 0:40:06# Far across, love
0:40:06 > 0:40:11# Far across, love
0:40:11 > 0:40:15# O'er the mountains
0:40:15 > 0:40:20# And country wide
0:40:20 > 0:40:23# Take my heart, love
0:40:24 > 0:40:29# Take my heart, love
0:40:29 > 0:40:33# Will we never meet
0:40:33 > 0:40:38# Again no more?
0:40:38 > 0:40:42BOTH: # So I'll drink today, love
0:40:42 > 0:40:47# I'll sing to you, love
0:40:47 > 0:40:51# In pauper's glory
0:40:51 > 0:40:56# My time I'll bide
0:40:56 > 0:41:00# No home or ties, love
0:41:00 > 0:41:05# A restless rover
0:41:05 > 0:41:10# If I can't have you
0:41:10 > 0:41:14# By my side
0:41:14 > 0:41:18# Oh, come back, love
0:41:18 > 0:41:23# Oh, come back, love
0:41:23 > 0:41:27# The sun and moon
0:41:27 > 0:41:32# Refuse to shine
0:41:32 > 0:41:35# And since I've gone, love
0:41:36 > 0:41:40# Gone away, love
0:41:40 > 0:41:45# This lonely girl's had
0:41:45 > 0:41:49# No peace of mind
0:41:49 > 0:41:54BOTH: # So I'll drink today, love
0:41:54 > 0:41:58# I'll sing to you, love
0:41:58 > 0:42:02# In pauper's glory
0:42:02 > 0:42:06# My time I'll bide
0:42:06 > 0:42:11# No home or ties, love
0:42:11 > 0:42:15# A restless rover
0:42:15 > 0:42:19# If I can't have you
0:42:19 > 0:42:24# By my side
0:42:24 > 0:42:28- # Fare thee well, love - Fare thee well
0:42:28 > 0:42:33- # Fare thee well, love - Fare thee well
0:42:33 > 0:42:37- # Far away - Far away
0:42:37 > 0:42:41- # You must go - You must go
0:42:41 > 0:42:46- # Take my heart, love - Take my heart
0:42:46 > 0:42:50- # Take your heart, love - Take my heart
0:42:50 > 0:42:55# Will we never meet
0:42:55 > 0:42:59# Again no more?
0:42:59 > 0:43:04# Where we'll never meet
0:43:04 > 0:43:10# Again no more. #
0:43:13 > 0:43:17APPLAUSE
0:43:21 > 0:43:23Jamie, sounds very Scottish, but actually,
0:43:23 > 0:43:26you're a very long way from your native home.
0:43:26 > 0:43:28I am, I'm from New Zealand originally.
0:43:28 > 0:43:30Came over about 20 years ago, close to.
0:43:30 > 0:43:33That's why I've got quite a strong Scottish accent now,
0:43:33 > 0:43:35you'll probably pick up on(!)
0:43:35 > 0:43:39We're seeing you on stage tonight playing the fiddle and the guitar,
0:43:39 > 0:43:42but you first started with the fiddle.
0:43:42 > 0:43:43Why was that?
0:43:43 > 0:43:45Well, fortunately, cos my dad had a folk club
0:43:45 > 0:43:48and they helped run a folk festival,
0:43:48 > 0:43:50we used to get people come and stay with us
0:43:50 > 0:43:53and one was this fiddle player from Canada called Leo Ready
0:43:53 > 0:43:54who used to come and play
0:43:54 > 0:43:56and he used to play this one tune, The Four Poster Bed,
0:43:56 > 0:43:59and you hit the fiddle with the bow four times
0:43:59 > 0:44:01to show the four posts of the bed
0:44:01 > 0:44:05and I just remember sitting there as a six-year-old going, "What?!
0:44:05 > 0:44:07"How's he not breaking that?!
0:44:07 > 0:44:10"I need to do that," so that totally inspired me.
0:46:58 > 0:47:00CHEERING AND APPLAUSE
0:47:06 > 0:47:08While Roving On A Winter's Night,
0:47:08 > 0:47:10how did you first come across that song?
0:47:10 > 0:47:11Well, that was a few years ago.
0:47:11 > 0:47:14I was over here in Northern Ireland
0:47:14 > 0:47:15to do some songs
0:47:15 > 0:47:17for The Santer Sessions, a TV show,
0:47:17 > 0:47:22and it was while we were here I heard a great American singer
0:47:22 > 0:47:24and fiddle player called Lauren Rioux
0:47:24 > 0:47:26and she sang the song on that episode
0:47:26 > 0:47:28and when I listened to the lyrics,
0:47:28 > 0:47:30I noticed that it was very close
0:47:30 > 0:47:32to Burns' My Love Is Like A Red, Red Rose, the story of it,
0:47:32 > 0:47:35so it's almost like a song that had travelled over to the States
0:47:35 > 0:47:37and it had come back again
0:47:37 > 0:47:38and I decided to learn it.
0:47:47 > 0:47:53# While roving on a winter's night
0:47:53 > 0:47:57# And drinking that good old wine
0:47:57 > 0:48:01# Thinking about my own true love
0:48:01 > 0:48:06# That broke this heart of mine
0:48:14 > 0:48:19# She is just like the bud of a rose
0:48:19 > 0:48:22# That blooms in the month of June
0:48:22 > 0:48:27# She's like some musical instrument
0:48:27 > 0:48:31# That has been lately tuned
0:48:31 > 0:48:36# Perhaps a trip to some foreign land
0:48:36 > 0:48:39# Over to France or Spain
0:48:39 > 0:48:44# But if I go 10,000 miles
0:48:44 > 0:48:48# I'm coming home again
0:49:05 > 0:49:10# And who's going to shoe your pretty little feet?
0:49:10 > 0:49:13# Who's going to glove your hands?
0:49:13 > 0:49:18# Who's going to kiss your sweet, sweet lips
0:49:18 > 0:49:22# Who's going to be your man?
0:49:22 > 0:49:26# Well, I'll love you till the seas run dry
0:49:26 > 0:49:30# And the rocks all melt in the sun
0:49:30 > 0:49:35# I'll love you till the day I die
0:49:35 > 0:49:38# Though you'll never be my own
0:49:46 > 0:49:51# While roving on a winter's night
0:49:51 > 0:49:55# And drinking that good old wine
0:49:55 > 0:49:59# Thinking about my own true love
0:49:59 > 0:50:03# That broke this heart of mine
0:50:03 > 0:50:08# Thinking about my own true love
0:50:08 > 0:50:12# That broke this heart of mine. #
0:50:33 > 0:50:36APPLAUSE
0:50:37 > 0:50:40Richard, you have amassed with Field Marshal Montgomery
0:50:40 > 0:50:44so many trophies and 11 World Championship wins.
0:50:44 > 0:50:48Do you ever sit back and think, "Whoa, how did I do this?"
0:50:48 > 0:50:50Absolutely. When I started off,
0:50:50 > 0:50:53I had a number of heroes in the pipe band world and one of them
0:50:53 > 0:50:57would have been Pipe Major Ian McLellan from the Strathclyde Police
0:50:57 > 0:51:00who won 12 World Championships and for me now to be one behind him
0:51:00 > 0:51:02is just absolutely unbelievable.
0:51:02 > 0:51:05To win it once for me was a dream come true, but to win it 11 times
0:51:05 > 0:51:08is just an unbelievable experience when I sit back and look at it.
0:51:08 > 0:51:11What do you think is the continuing appeal
0:51:11 > 0:51:13of this international culture?
0:51:14 > 0:51:16I think it's the music.
0:51:16 > 0:51:20It's down to the music that's played by all the pipe bands,
0:51:20 > 0:51:21traditional music played,
0:51:21 > 0:51:24new compositions played, certainly at a top level,
0:51:24 > 0:51:29cos everybody else takes their key to what to play from the top bands
0:51:29 > 0:51:31and I think it's down to the standard of the music
0:51:31 > 0:51:32that's being played.
0:51:32 > 0:51:36And what music have you in store for us this evening?
0:51:36 > 0:51:40Well, one of the sets that we're playing tonight starts off with
0:51:40 > 0:51:43a slow air which we got from Brittany, it's called La Baum,
0:51:43 > 0:51:47and then we're going into a traditional Scottish jig
0:51:47 > 0:51:50written by Gordon Walker called The Fiddler's Rally.
0:55:41 > 0:55:43CHEERING AND APPLAUSE
0:55:52 > 0:55:56Now, Robert Burns, we know he was a spontaneous man.
0:55:56 > 0:56:03He was direct and he was sincere. He was also a true egalitarian.
0:56:03 > 0:56:07His powerful song A Man's A Man For A' That
0:56:07 > 0:56:13remains a potent rallying call against social and class inequality.
0:56:13 > 0:56:16The sentiments it expresses are universal -
0:56:16 > 0:56:18wealth, or lack of it,
0:56:18 > 0:56:23and social class shouldn't be the measure of the man.
0:56:23 > 0:56:27A man's character is his true pride o' worth
0:56:27 > 0:56:31and, "The honest man, tho e'er sae poor
0:56:31 > 0:56:34"Is king o' men for a' that."
0:56:34 > 0:56:39Let us reflect on these words as we welcome to the stage
0:56:39 > 0:56:43Robert Burns for the Address To The Haggis.
0:56:45 > 0:56:47APPLAUSE
0:56:56 > 0:56:58Thank you.
0:56:58 > 0:56:59Good evening.
0:56:59 > 0:57:03Allow me to mair informally introduce myself.
0:57:03 > 0:57:06I am the poet Robert Burns.
0:57:06 > 0:57:08GUFFAW FROM AUDIENCE, LAUGHTER
0:57:08 > 0:57:10Indeed.
0:57:10 > 0:57:14In 1787, on a visit tae Edinburgh,
0:57:14 > 0:57:18I was first introduced tae what is now Scotland's national dish,
0:57:18 > 0:57:20the haggis.
0:57:20 > 0:57:24- So taken was I with the wonderful aroma... - HE SNIFFS
0:57:24 > 0:57:26..and fabulous taste
0:57:26 > 0:57:29that I wrote my ain poem of thanks,
0:57:29 > 0:57:32which I'd like to perform for you now,
0:57:32 > 0:57:35my Address Tae The Haggis.
0:57:36 > 0:57:38Ho-ho!
0:57:38 > 0:57:42Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face
0:57:42 > 0:57:45Great chieftain o the puddin'-race!
0:57:45 > 0:57:47Aboon them a' ye tak your place
0:57:47 > 0:57:50Painch, tripe, or thairm
0:57:50 > 0:57:52Weel are ye worthy o' a grace
0:57:52 > 0:57:55As lang's my airm
0:57:55 > 0:57:58The groaning trencher there ye fill
0:57:58 > 0:58:01Your hurdies like a distant hill
0:58:01 > 0:58:03Your pin wad help to mend a mill
0:58:03 > 0:58:05In time o' need
0:58:05 > 0:58:07While thro your pores the dews distil...
0:58:08 > 0:58:10Mmm.
0:58:10 > 0:58:13..like amber bead. Ho!
0:58:13 > 0:58:17His knife see rustic labour dight
0:58:17 > 0:58:20An' cut you up wi ready slight
0:58:20 > 0:58:22Trenching your gushing entrails bright
0:58:22 > 0:58:24Like onie ditch
0:58:24 > 0:58:27And then, O what a glorious sight
0:58:27 > 0:58:29- Warm-reekin'... - HE SNIFFS
0:58:29 > 0:58:30..rich
0:58:30 > 0:58:33Then, horn for horn, they stretch an strive
0:58:33 > 0:58:37Deil tak the hindmost, on they drive
0:58:37 > 0:58:41Till a' their weel-swall'd kytes belyve
0:58:41 > 0:58:43Are bent like drums
0:58:43 > 0:58:47The auld Guidman, maist like to rive...
0:58:47 > 0:58:50HE BLOWS RASPBERRY, LAUGHTER
0:58:50 > 0:58:52.."Bethankit" hums
0:58:52 > 0:58:56Is there that owre his French ragout
0:58:56 > 0:58:58Or olio that wad staw a sow
0:58:58 > 0:59:01Or fricassee wad mak ye spew
0:59:01 > 0:59:03Wi perfect scunner
0:59:03 > 0:59:04Looks doon...
0:59:04 > 0:59:07"Oh! Non, merci!"
0:59:07 > 0:59:11..wi sneering, scornfu' view
0:59:11 > 0:59:14On sic a dinner? Huh!
0:59:14 > 0:59:17Poor devil! See him owre his trash
0:59:17 > 0:59:20As feckless as a wither'd rash
0:59:20 > 0:59:22His spindle shank a guid whip-lash
0:59:22 > 0:59:25His nieve a nit
0:59:25 > 0:59:27Thro bloody flood or field to dash
0:59:27 > 0:59:29O how unfit!
0:59:29 > 0:59:32But mark the Rustic, haggis-fed
0:59:32 > 0:59:36The trembling earth resounds his tread
0:59:36 > 0:59:38Clap in his walie nieve a blade
0:59:38 > 0:59:40He'll make it whissle
0:59:40 > 0:59:43An legs an arms an heads will sned
0:59:43 > 0:59:45Like taps o' thrissle
0:59:47 > 0:59:50Ye Pow'rs, wha mak' mankind your care
0:59:50 > 0:59:53And dish them out their bill o' fare
0:59:53 > 0:59:57Auld Scotland wants nae skinking ware
0:59:57 > 1:00:00That jaups in luggies
1:00:00 > 1:00:03But, if ye wish her gratefu' prayer
1:00:03 > 1:00:07Gie her a Haggis.
1:00:07 > 1:00:10APPLAUSE
1:00:25 > 1:00:28# Adoon winding Nith I did wander
1:00:28 > 1:00:31# To mark the sweet flowers as they spring
1:00:31 > 1:00:34# Adoon winding Nith I did wander
1:00:34 > 1:00:37# Of Phillis to muse and to sing
1:00:37 > 1:00:40# Awa' wi' your belles and your beauties
1:00:40 > 1:00:43# They never wi' her can compare
1:00:43 > 1:00:46# Whaever has met wi' my Phillis
1:00:46 > 1:00:49# Has met wi' the Queen o' the Fair
1:00:51 > 1:00:53# The daisy amused my fond fancy
1:00:53 > 1:00:56# So artless, so simple, so wild
1:00:56 > 1:00:59# Thou emblem said I o' my Phillis
1:00:59 > 1:01:02# For she is simplicity's child
1:01:02 > 1:01:05# Awa' wi' your belles and your beauties
1:01:05 > 1:01:08# They never wi' her can compare
1:01:08 > 1:01:12# Whaever has met wi' my Phillis
1:01:12 > 1:01:15# Has met wi' the Queen o the Fair
1:01:22 > 1:01:25# Oh, the rose bud's the blush o' my charmer
1:01:25 > 1:01:28# Her sweet balmy lip when 'tis pressed
1:01:28 > 1:01:31# How fair and how pure is the lily
1:01:31 > 1:01:34# But fairer and purer her breast
1:01:34 > 1:01:38# Awa' wi' your belles and your beauties
1:01:38 > 1:01:41# They never wi' her can compare
1:01:41 > 1:01:44# Whaever has met wi' my Phillis
1:01:44 > 1:01:47# Has met wi' the Queen o' the Fair
1:01:48 > 1:01:51# Yon knot of gay flowers in the arbour
1:01:51 > 1:01:54# They none wi' my Phillis can vie
1:01:54 > 1:01:57# Her breath is the breath o' the woodbine
1:01:57 > 1:02:00# Its dew drop o' diamond her eye
1:02:00 > 1:02:03# Awa' wi' your belles and your beauties
1:02:03 > 1:02:06# They never wi' her can compare
1:02:06 > 1:02:09# Whaever has met wi' my Phillis
1:02:09 > 1:02:14# Has met wi' the Queen o' the Fair
1:02:16 > 1:02:18# Oooh
1:02:18 > 1:02:20# Da-da da da-da da
1:02:22 > 1:02:27# Ooh doo-doo da da-da da
1:02:27 > 1:02:29# Oooh
1:02:38 > 1:02:41# Her voice is the song o' the morning
1:02:41 > 1:02:44# That wakes through the green spreading grove
1:02:44 > 1:02:47# While Phebus peeps over the mountain
1:02:47 > 1:02:50# On music and pleasure and love
1:02:50 > 1:02:53# Awa' wi' your belles and your beauties
1:02:53 > 1:02:57# They never wi' her can compare
1:02:57 > 1:03:00# Whaever has met wi' my Phillis
1:03:00 > 1:03:03# Has met wi' the Queen o' the Fair
1:03:03 > 1:03:07# Oh, but beauty how frail and how fleeting
1:03:07 > 1:03:10# The bloom o' a fine summer's day
1:03:10 > 1:03:13# While worth in the mind o' my Phillis
1:03:13 > 1:03:16# Will flourish without a decay
1:03:16 > 1:03:19# Awa' wi' your belles and your beauties
1:03:19 > 1:03:22# They never wi' her can compare
1:03:22 > 1:03:28# Whaever has met wi' my Phillis
1:03:28 > 1:03:34# Has met wi' the Queen o' the Fair
1:03:34 > 1:03:37# Oooh
1:03:37 > 1:03:39# Da-da da da-da da
1:03:39 > 1:03:45# Ooh doo-doo da da-da da
1:03:45 > 1:03:48# Oooh. #
1:04:01 > 1:04:05APPLAUSE
1:04:05 > 1:04:07Thank you.
1:09:06 > 1:09:11APPLAUSE
1:09:25 > 1:09:29AUDIENCE CLAP ALONG
1:12:11 > 1:12:16APPLAUSE
1:12:28 > 1:12:30Stalked by debt and illness,
1:12:30 > 1:12:36Burns died at Dumfries on 21st July, 1796,
1:12:36 > 1:12:39aged just 37.
1:12:39 > 1:12:44His funeral was held on the same day his son Maxwell was born.
1:12:44 > 1:12:50His passing was marked by William Wordsworth with these words...
1:12:51 > 1:12:54I mourned with thousands, but as one
1:12:54 > 1:12:57More deeply grieved, for he was gone
1:12:57 > 1:13:00Whose light I hailed when first it shone
1:13:00 > 1:13:02And showed my youth
1:13:02 > 1:13:05How Verse may build a princely throne
1:13:05 > 1:13:07On humble truth.
1:13:09 > 1:13:14# Should auld acquaintance be forgot
1:13:14 > 1:13:19# And never brought to mind
1:13:19 > 1:13:24# Should auld acquaintance be forgot
1:13:24 > 1:13:28# For auld lang syne
1:13:30 > 1:13:35# For auld lang syne, my jo
1:13:35 > 1:13:41# For auld lang syne
1:13:41 > 1:13:46# We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet
1:13:46 > 1:13:51# For auld lang syne
1:13:55 > 1:14:00# And surely ye'll be my pint stoup
1:14:00 > 1:14:05# And surely I'll be thine
1:14:05 > 1:14:11# And we'll tak' a right gude-willie waught
1:14:11 > 1:14:16# For auld lang syne
1:14:16 > 1:14:22# For auld lang syne, my jo
1:14:22 > 1:14:28# For auld lang syne
1:14:28 > 1:14:33# We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet
1:14:33 > 1:14:40# For auld lang syne
1:14:55 > 1:15:02# Should auld acquaintance be forgot
1:15:02 > 1:15:07# And never brought to mind
1:15:07 > 1:15:13# Should auld acquaintance be forgot
1:15:13 > 1:15:19# For auld lang syne
1:15:19 > 1:15:25# For auld lang syne, my dear
1:15:25 > 1:15:31# For auld lang syne
1:15:31 > 1:15:37# We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet
1:15:37 > 1:15:43# For auld lang syne
1:15:43 > 1:15:49# So here's a hand, my trusty fiere
1:15:49 > 1:15:55# And gie's a hand o' thine
1:15:55 > 1:16:00# We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet,
1:16:00 > 1:16:06# For auld lang syne
1:16:06 > 1:16:13# For auld lang syne, my dear
1:16:13 > 1:16:18# For auld lang syne
1:16:18 > 1:16:24# We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet
1:16:24 > 1:16:30# For auld lang syne
1:16:30 > 1:16:36# For auld lang syne, my dear
1:16:36 > 1:16:41# For auld lang syne
1:16:41 > 1:16:47# We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet
1:16:47 > 1:16:55# For auld lang syne. #
1:17:00 > 1:17:05APPLAUSE AND CHEERING