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  • 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. Chor. -
    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^2, '
    Twas then a blast o'
    Janwar' win'
    Blew hansel in on
    Robin. Robin was, &c.
    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."
    Robin was, &c. "He'll hae misfortunes great an' sma', But aye a heart aboon them a', He'll be a credit till us a'- We'll a' be proud o' Robin."
    Robin was, &c. "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."
    Robin was, &c. "Guid faith," quo', scho, "I doubt you gar The bonie lasses lie aspar; But twenty fauts ye may hae waur So blessins on thee! Robin."
    Robin was, &c.
  • 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. Chor. -
    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^2, '
    Twas then a blast o'
    Janwar' win'
    Blew hansel in on
    Robin. Robin was, &c.
    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."
    Robin was, &c. "He'll hae misfortunes great an' sma', But aye a heart aboon them a', He'll be a credit till us a'- We'll a' be proud o' Robin."
    Robin was, &c. "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."
    Robin was, &c. "Guid faith," quo', scho, "I doubt you gar The bonie lasses lie aspar; But twenty fauts ye may hae waur So blessins on thee! Robin."
    Robin was, &c.