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Rantin’, Rovin, Robin : Robert Burns
G C
There was a lad was born in Kyle,
G D C D
But whatn'a day, o' whatn'a style
G C
I doot it's hardly worth the while
G D C G
Tae be sae nice wi' Robin
C G
Robin was a rovin' boy,
C D
A rantin' rovin' rantin' rovin',
G C
Robin was a rovin' boy,
G D C G
A rantin' rovin' Robin.
Oor Monarch's hindmost year but ane, Was five and twenty days begun'
'Twas then a blast o' Januar' win', Blew hansel in on Robin
The gossip keekit in his loof, Quo' she,"Wha' lives shall 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 aye a heart abune them a'
He'll be a credit tae us a', We'll a' be prood o' Robin.
But sure as three times three mak' nine, I see by ilka score and line,
This chap will dearly like oor kin', So leeze me on thee, Robin.
Transcribed by Mark McDonald
www.markarma.com
