The Poetry of Robert Burns | ||
SWEET TIBBIE DUNBAR
I
O, wilt thou go wi' me, sweet Tibbie Dunbar?O, wilt thou go wi' me, sweet Tibbie Dunbar?
Wilt thou ride on a horse, or be drawn in a car,
Or walk by my side, O sweet Tibbie Dunbar?
II
I care na thy daddie, his lands and his money;I care na thy kin, sae high and sae lordly;
But say that thou'lt hae me for better or waur,
And come in thy coatie, sweet Tibbie Dunbar.
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