Robin Shure In Hairst.
By Robert Burns
I. Robin shure in hairst, I shure wi' him, Fient a heuk had I, Yet I stack by him. II. I gaed up to Dunse, To warp a wab o' plaiden, At his daddie's yett, Wha met me but Robin. III. Was na Robin bauld, Tho' I was a cotter, Play'd me sic a trick, And me the eller's dochter? Robin share in hairst, &c. IV. Robin promis'd me A' my winter vittle; Fient haet he had but three Goose feathers and a whittle. Robin share in hairst, &c.
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