Lyrics - Robin Shure In Hairst by Burns Robert

Robin
Shure in
Hairst (
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 bau
Id,
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:
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