When She Cam' Ben She Bobbed

Robert Burns, 1792

|: O when she cam' ben she bobbed fu' law, :| And when she cam' ben, she kiss'd Cockpen, And syne denied she did it at a'. 2. |: And was na Cockpen right saucy witha'? :| In leaving the daughter of a lord, And kissin' a collier lassie an' a'! 3. |: O never look down, my lassie, at a', :| Thy lips are as sweet, and thy figure complete, As the finest dame in castle or ha'. 4. |: Tho' thou has nae silk, and holland sae sma', :| Thy coat and thy sark are thy ain handiwark, And lady Jean was never sae braw.