But when I have to leave, I know that I shall grieve,

And if I get a chance I know that I

Shall hasten back again o'er the hot and dusty plain

To visit those who are living up on high ;

You may leave it for the States or the fevered

Rubber Straits
Or somewhere where you hope to gain eclat,
But you'll wake up with a sigh and a tear drop

in your eye,
When you find that you're no longer in Munnar.
Chorus : Oh ! Dear Munnar with your Billiard
room and bar

What a harum scarum jolly place you are ;
Some men may vote you slow, but I really do

not know
What we all should do without you, dear

Munnar.
Aulb Acquaintance. Potthes Farewell.
A'canna sing a blithesome lay. Our Wullie's

ganging far
And oh my hairt is fu' o wae, when he gangs fra

Munnar.
The rain wi' awsome sound will fa, fra morning

until dine,
But mair shaH we be greeting a', when Wullie

comes to min'.
Chorus : For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld long syne ;
We'll take a cup o' kindness yet
For auld lang syne.
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The bairns will miss their Wullie sair and wae will

be the sicht,
When uncle Pottie comes nae mair, to bid them a,

guid nicht.
Oh ! Gin ye'll no come back again ma Wullie o'er

the sea
A richt guid willie waught to drain, a'll lay me

down and dee.
