(Robert Burns) I gaed up to Dunse, To warp a wab o' plaiden, At his daddie's yet, Wha met me but Robin! Ch. Robin shure in hairst, I shure wi' him: Fient a heuk had I, Yet I stack by him. Was na Robin bauId, Tho' I was a cotter ? Play'd me sic a trick, An me the Eller's dochter! Robin promis'd me A' my winter vittle: Fient haet he had but three Guse-feathers and a whittle! Tune: Robin shure in hairst (251) @Scots @love Filename[ ROBNHRST Play.exe ROBNHRST ARB
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