Il testo della Rantin' rovin robin

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.

Chor. - 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^2,
'twas then a blast o' janwar' win'
Blew hansel in on robin.
Robin was, &c.

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."
Robin was, &c.

"he'll hae misfortunes great an' sma',
But aye a heart aboon them a',
He'll be a credit till us a'-
We'll a' be proud o' robin."
Robin was, &c.

"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."
Robin was, &c.

"guid faith," quo', scho, "i doubt you gar
The bonie lasses lie aspar;
But twenty fauts ye may hae waur
So blessins on thee! robin."
Robin was, &c.