The Poetical Works of Robert Burns/There was a Lad
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THERE WAS A LAD.
TUNE—'DAINTY DAVIE.'
There was a lad was born at Kyle,But what'n a day o' what'n a styleI doubt it's hardly worth the whileTo be sae nice wi' Robin.
Robin was a rovin' Boy,Rantin' rovin', rantin' rovin';Robin was a rovin' Boy,Rantin, rovin' Robin.
Our monarch's hindmost year but aneWas five-and-twenty days begun,'Twas then a blast o' Janwar win'Blew hansel in on Robin.
The gossip keekit in his loof,Quo scho wha lives will see the proof,This waly boy will be nae coof,I think we'll ca' him Robin.
He'll hae misfortunes great and sma',But aye a heart aboon them a';He'll be a credit to us a',We'll a' be proud o' Robin.
But sure as three times three mak nine,I see by ilka score and line,This chap will dearly like our kin',So leeze me on thee, Robin.
Guid faith, quo' scho, I doubt you, Sir,Ye gar the lasses . . .But twenty fauts ye may hae waur,So blessings on thee, Robin!
Robin was a rovin' Boy,Rantin' rovin', rantin' rovin';Robin was a rovin' Boy,Rantin' rovin' Robin.