Rantin', Rovin' Robin |
Robert Burns, 1785
There was a lad was born in Kyle, But whatna day o'whatna style, I doubt it's hardly worth the while To be sae nice wi' Robin. Chorus: Robin was a rovin' Boy, Rantin', rovin', rantin', rovin'; Robin was a rovin' Boy, Rantin', rovin', Robin!
2. Our monarch's hindmost year but ane
3. The Gossip keekit in his loof, |
4. He'll hae misfortunes great and sma', But ay a heart aboon them a'; He'll be a credit till us a', We'll a'be proud o'Robin. Chorus:
5. But sure as three times three mak nine,
6. "Guid faith," quo'scho, "I doubt you Stir, |