The Book of Scottish Song/The Gardener wi' his paidle

The Gardener wi' his paidle.

[The reader may be curious to see the difference between "Dainty Davy," and "The Gardener wi' his paidle." The latter Burns contributed to Johnson's Museum. It is adapted to an old tune, called "The Gardener's March."]

When rosy May comes in wi' flowers,
To deck her gay green-spreading bowers,
Then busy, busy are his hours—
The gard'ner wi' his paidle.
The crystal waters gently fa';
The merry birds are lovers a';
The scented breezes round him blaw—
The gard'ner wi' his paidle.

When purple morning starts the hare,
To steal upon her early fare,
Then through the dews he maun repair—
The gard'ner wi' his paidle.
When day, expiring in the west,
The curtain draws of nature's rest,
He flies to her arms he lo'es best—
The gard'ner wi' his paidle.

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