Blink Over the Burn Sweet Betty |
recorded by Robert Burns, from "old verses"
Blink over the burn sweet Betty, It is a cauld winter night; It rains, it hails, it thunders, The moon she gies nae light: It's a' for the sake o' sweet Betty, That ever I tint my way; Sweet, let me lie beyond thee Until it be break o'day. | 2. O, Betty will bake my bread, And Betty will brew my ale And Betty will be my love, When I come over the dale: Blink over the burn, sweet Betty, Blink over the burn to ine, And while I hae life dear lassie, My ain sweet Betty thou's be. |