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robin shure in hairst
chorus.—robin shure in hairst,
i shure wi' him.
fient a heuk had i,
yet i stack by him.
i gaed up to dunse,
to warp a wab o' plaiden,
at his daddie's yett,
wha met me but robin:
robin shure, c.
was na robin bauld,
tho' i was a cotter,
play'd me sic a trick,
an' me the el'er's dochter!
robin shure, c.
robin promis'd me
a' my winter vittle;
fient haet he had but three
guse-feathers and a whittle!
robin shure, c.