Burns Nicht

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Rabbie Burns cried, “Hoots! In truth
I felt a bit doon in the mooth,
Then fought the notion nail an’ tooth
That I’d support Queen o’ the Sooth!

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Ye ken between jus’ thee an’ me
I dwelt near Ayr och aye when wee,
A bonnie bairn o’ twa or three,
So should it Ayr United be?

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Tho’ I sometimes do daydream
If born a braw Kirkca’dy wean,
I’d nae support Ayr nor the Queen,
Raith Rovers would noo be m’ team…

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Tis possibly a passin’ fad,
That does nae guid an’ makes me sad
Aboot the team I may ha’ had,
Had I been a Fifer lad…

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Wavin’ scarf o’ navy blue,
Cheerin’ for aul’ Rovers too,
Even if they lost or drew…
Aye, one o’ the Raithful Few!”

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Rabbie paused, then bowed his head
While a silent tear he shed,
Dabbed an eye with kerchief red,
Drew deep breath, sighed and said…

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 “Och these thoughts go agin the grain
An’ kindle a wee sense o’ shame,
‘Cause Dumfries toon is noo m’ hame…
So tis the Queen, come shine or rain!”

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 Thus spoke a great poetic man
To gathered kinsmen of his clan,
Each one stood up, shook Rabbie’s hand,
Then drank to him with a wee dram…
(And that was how ‘Burns Nicht’ began)….



An ‘aye witness’ account of the origin of ‘Burns Nicht’, which annually commemorates the life of Scotland’s great poet Robert Burns… who was born in Alloway, near Ayr, on 25 January 1759 and subsequently lived and died in Dumfries, home town of Queen of the South FC….

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/burns-nicht/