The Poetical Works of Robert Burns/Women's Minds
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WOMEN'S MINDS.
TUNE—'FOR A' THAT.'
Tho' women's minds like winter windsMay shift and turn, and a' that,The noblest breast adores them maist,A consequence I draw that.
For a' that, and a' that,And twice as meikle's a' that,The bonie lass that I loe bestShe'll be my ain for a' that.
Great love I bear to all the fair,Their humble slave, and a' that;But lordly will, I hold it stillA mortal sin to thraw that.For a' that, &c.
But there is ane aboon the lave,Has wit, and sense, and a' that;A bonie lass, I like her best,And wha a crime dare ca' that?For a' that, &c.
In rapture sweet this hour we meet,Wi' mutual love and a' that;But for how lang the flie may stang,Let inclination law that.For a' that, &c.
Their tricks and craft hae put me daft,They've ta'en me in, and a' that;But clear your decks, and here's 'The Sex!'I like the jades for a' that.For a' that, &c.