Aatif Aslam - Aadat lyrics

by Robin Williamson

Scotland O where I was born

And happy I have been

It is days come months come long years

Since my home I have seen

All over North America

From shore to shore I roamed

It's thinking often all the while

And how would I get home

And all good friends what may betide

So dear so far away

And the green and pleasant countryside

Where erst I spent my days

And when the road is hard and long

I oftimes call to mind

Old Scotland's vales and Scotland's dales

And the love I left behind

But this rolling world's no poet's home

Nor has been since Man's fall

Through hollow lands and hilly lands

Where the lonesome sparrow calls

His notes evokes a broken key

As you can understand

Which makes us roving strangers all

From our native land

So treat me kindly as I go

As heaven doth require

A safe rest and a friendly word

Are all that I desire

And a glass of your good whiskey bring

In the height of my good cheer

And I'll think on it kindly many a mile

When I am gone from here

I'll take the good times with the bad

Times are nothing sure

I've learned the while that fortune smiles

On them that can endure

Ah but I will trust in Providence

No matter where I roam

And honest ways and honest days

Will lead us all safe home