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