Robin Shure in Hairst - текст песни
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 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!
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