This text comes from The Scottish Minstrel (First Series), a historical songbook transcribed on Wikisource and reproduced from the pinned revision linked below.
O here's to the year that's awa!
We'll drink it in strong and in sma',
And here's to the bonnie young lassie we lo'ed,
While swift flew the year that's awa.
And here's to the, &c.
And here's to the soldier wha bled—
To the sailor wha bravely did fa';
Their fame is alive, tho' their spirits are fled
On the wings of the year that's awa.
Their fame is alive, &c.
And here's to the friend we can trust,
When the storms of adversity blaw;
May he join in our song, and lie nearest our heart—
Nor depart like the year that's awa.
May he join in, &c.