Come in, come in, it's nice tae see ye
How's yersel ye're lookin grand
Tak yer ease we'll try to pleese ye
Man ye're welcome
Here's my hand
In the land called Caledonia
There are certain words ye'll say
To express your feelings freely
In a grand old Scottish way
"Haste ye back" means call again soon
"An here's-tae-us" means good cheer
But these simple words of welcome
Are the ones I long to hear ...
Come in, come in, it's nice tae see ye
How's yersel ye're lookin grand
Tak yer ease we'll try to pleese ye
Man ye're welcome
Here's my hand
Then let us gather here this nicht,
An' sing of days gone by
Days of yore that are no longer
And their passing brings a sigh
But with dawn will come the parting
An' we'll wander down the glen
Health be yours an joy be with you
Till we sing these words again ...
Come in, come in, it's nice tae see ye
How's yersel ye're lookin gran
Tak yer ease we'll try to pleese ye
Man ye're welcome
Here's my hand
Come in, come in, it's nice tae see ye
How's yersel ye're lookin gran
Tak yer ease we'll try to pleese ye
Man ye're welcome
Here's my hand
Man ye're welcome
Here's my hand