The Poetry of Robert Burns Edited by William Ernest Henley and Thomas F. Henderson |
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WHEN SHE CAM BEN, SHE BOBBED |
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WHEN SHE CAM BEN, SHE BOBBED
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O, when she cam ben, she bobbéd fu' law!O, when she cam ben, she bobbéd fu' law!
And when she cam' ben, she kiss'd Cockpen,
And syne she deny'd she did it at a'!
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And was na Cockpen right saucy witha'?And was na Cockpen right saucy witha',
In leaving the dochter o' a lord,
And kissin a collier lassie an' a'?
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O, never look down, my lassie, at a'!O, never look down, my lassie, at a'!
Thy lips are as sweet, and thy figure complete,
As the finest dame in castle or ha'.
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‘Tho' thou hast nae silk, and holland sae sma',Tho' thou hast nae silk, and holland sae sma',
Thy coat and thy sark are thy ain handywark,
And Lady Jean was never sae braw.’
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