There Was a Lad (Robert Burns) There was a lad was born in Kyle, But whatna day o'whatna style, I doubt it's hardly worth the while To be sae nice wi'Robin. Robin was a rovin' Boy, Rantin'rovin', rantin' rovin'; Robin was a rovin'Boy, Rantin'rovin'Robin. Our monarch's hindmost year but ane Was five-and-twenty days begun, 'Twas then a blast o'Janwar'Win' Blew hansel in on Robin. The Gossip keekit in his loof, Quo'scho wha lives will 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 ay a heart aboon them a'; He'll be a credit till us a', We'll a'be proud o'Robin. But sure as three times three mak nine, I see by ilka score and line, This chap will dearly like our kin', So leeze me on thee, Robin. "Guid faith," quo'scho, "I doubt you Stir, Ye gar the la**es lie aspar; But twenty fauts ye may hae waur- So blessins on thee, Robin." Tune[Dainty Davie (140) filename[ WASALAD play.exe DNTDAVE AR ===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===