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Rantin Rovin Robin

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Rantin' Rovin' Robin

Rantin' Rovin' Robin

There was a lad was born in Kyle,
But whatn'a day, o' whatn'a style
I doot it's hardly worth the while
Tae be sae nice wi' Robin

    For Robin was a rovin' boy,
    A rantin' rovin' rantin' rovin',
    Robin was a rovin' boy,
    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.

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