There Was A Lad lyrics
There Was a Lad (Robert Burns) There was a
lad was born in Kyle, But whatna day o'whatna style, I doubt it's
hardly worth the while To 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
ane Was 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 ay a heart aboon them a'; He'll be a credit till 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 Stir, Ye gar the lasses lie aspar; But twenty fauts ye may hae
waur- So blessins on thee, Robin." Tune[Dainty Davie (140) filename[ WASALAD play.exe DNTDAVE AR ===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===
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